Riley's POV
I stood by my locker, freezing cold. My fur lined sweatshirt didn't seem to make me warmer. After spending an hour debating on it, I decided my blue leg warmers would not look right with the tiny Baby Gina gym shorts. I was was waiting to find out if I had made my dance team. Usually, I play sports, but after my bff's dance coach saw me dancing in the halls, she placed me in the trying out group. My best friend, Alex, came up to me. "Hey girl," she said casually, flicking my golden brown hair. "What?" I say, prancing around. "You made the team!!" she tells me, and we scream louder than we did at that Hedley's concert. We make our way to the dance studio, high fiving the random people who approached us. I grab my gatorade bottle, and sit down with my group of dancers. Miss Kaji goes on to say the names of those who made it, and makes a point of telling those who didn't make it that they will make it someday..just today is not ur day. As soon as Ella Cutter left the studio crying in pain, bratty Kourtnie Walkers had and her rude friends laughed and imitated poor Ella. Well, if Miss Kaji gives that Kourtnie heck for her attitude, I will be here laughing.
Kourtnie's POV
I slammed my uggs on the concrete sidewalk. Tristan was not getting this. My on and off boyfriend of 3 years Tristan McKenner was breaking up with me. Again. And I was trying to tell him I still wanted us to be together. I really did. As the most popular girl at Oakline Secondary, I could NOT have the poor reputation of having Tristan leave me. Usually, I left him, but this time, some girl had managed to work her way into Tristan's heart. And that was not me. "Tristan, we can still be together. I just know it. Give me one more chance," I begged, putting my hands in my.pockets. "Look, Kourtnie, this is getting out of control. I have been giving you chances, and you blow them. Everytime. You should be the begging for my attention, respect and friendship. Not me begging for yours. You've been dumping me on and off for three straight years. I want a girlfriend who doesn't make everything about her," Tristan said. I grit my teeth, and stomp my other boot on the cement. Inside, I am furious. How dare he make this my fault. Through my mixed emotions, I can understand what he is saying. And because of that, my emotions suddenly become clearer to me. I am angry that he does want me anymore. What guy doesn't want to be Kourtne Walkers boyfriend? I feel happy for him that he has found the right girl. Or plans to, anyways. His cute fingers snap my out of my thoughts. "Well, I guess this is the end, Kourtnie," Tristan hugs me, careful not to step on my uggs. I nod goodbye, and cross the street to school. I run upstairs to my locker, and see all my girls waiting for me. They are all smiling, untill they see me pushing past everyone. Tristan must have followed me upstairs, I think, until I remeber his locker is across from mine. I expect to see him sad like me, instead I see Riley Dujen flirting with him. When I see him talking to her, I think of ways to make Riley mad. Tristan does not know whats about to happen to him, and for that, I am happy.
Alexandra's POV
I am walking silently through the bushes. It's a Wednesday, I am not alone. On Wednesdays, I always walk home with Riley, Tristan and Foxie. Today, I was not speaking to anyone. I had to hurry home, because I had important people to talk to. When we reached the brige, the three behind me stop talking. Foxie looks uncomfortable, and Riley will not look at me. Tristan appears to be the only one not avoiding me, until he catches my eye and looks away. I feel very upset, and wonder i f I should call Riley out on her avoiding me. "Whats with all of you today?" I ask, flattening my flower print skirt. No one talks for a good five minutes. "Well?" I say, impatiently tapping my Marc Jacobs flats. "If that's all you guys have then, I will be going," I said, and walked over the brige. I can hear the wind breezing through my hair. I fee pain. As if on command, I begin to run. I run staright past the apple garden. I run into the rose garden. And then, it's too late. I did not see the toyota prius hybrid comming at me. I feel my pain before I see the huge gashes in both my legs. My neck has bruises all over. My arms are bent in ways that have not been possible until now. I see blood coming from my hair. My beautful, long brown hair is matted with blood. I am in too much pain to cry. A guy about twenty-four makes his way over to me. ''Miss, I am soo sorry. Are you okay,'' he asks me. I do not remember much of what happens next. I hear sirens, and I do start to cry. Paramedics rush me on a strecher, and someone grabs my cell phone. ''My iphone!'' I wail. A blonde paramedc makes her way over to me once we are in the ambulance. ''What's your name. Your adress. How can we reach your parents,'' she asks me. ''Well, my name is Alexandra Emily Marie Stoneman. I am 14 years old and I live on 795 Trussen Avenue. I live with my aunt Stephanie and sister Kali,'' I manage to say. Within minutes, I at the hospital. Doctors are everywhere. The bright lights begin to hurt my head. I cry more, but cannot seem to stop myself. I do not see any of my friends, and I cry uncontrollably. Someone hands me tissue. I am unable to grab them. I flashback to when I was 3 years old. I remember my mom being hit by a car. She was crying in the emergency room. Doctors could not save her. I start to scream. Medical people try to calm me down. In the corner of my eye, I see my Aunt Stephanie and my 12 year old sister, Kali. Kali is crying. I cry and scream more. I continue to listen to the doctors talking to my Aunt. It sounds like I will be joining Mom in heaven.
Kourtnie' POV
I sat down next to Lindsey Hirman. The lunch room seems to be more crowded than usual. I will follow along with my bff Lindsey's idea. Embarrass Tristan and his new girl. Tristan sits down to me. I am about to say something when I see Riley crying. She sits on his lap, and he hugs her tightly. I tap Tristan. He looks at me, waiting for me to speak. I am lost for words, so I simply say hey. "Hey," he says, turning his head towards me. Riley suggests that she should leave the lunch room. I start to say that should, but Tristan says she should stay. "So, she's the new girl you're dating, huh?" I ask. "Well, actually, we are bffs, but you would know if you weren't so self centered," Tristan says, and pretty much everone but my girls laugh and agree with Tristan. I stomp my boots, and Lindsey, Jessica, Ashley, and Vanessa follow me. The only one who remains is Nadia. I stare at Nadia until she tells me off. Once again, people laugh and laugh. I tell them to shut up. Vanessa says its not okay to tell people to shut up, so she sits down with Nadia. I start to cry because I am stuck with with Jessica, Ashley and Lindsey. All of which are not my best girls. I stormout of the lunch room, leaving everyone laughing at me. I promise myself, I will not let Tristan win.
Tristan's POV
I stared at Riley' long golden hair. Her sexy swagger was the only reason I was awake for the day I went to class hoping Riley would sit next to me and guess who just pushed her out of the my ex Kourtnie . She looked at me with a smile and said opps hahaha . that was the worst class and I felt Sooo bad for Riley and I couldn't get any work done because i was thinking about Riley who is like the hotest girl in school and know that my ex Kourtnie sitting beside me was kind of scary to me she is so wierd . So when we were at the end I went to Rikets desk and asked her out and when she said yes I almost died I just can't believe she said yes and as for Kourtnie I don't think she will ever sit with me again I at least hope .
Riley' POV
I start to walk away from Tristan when I run into Kourtnie. "Hello, there," she says, smiling. I spot Ashley, Lindsey and Jessica giving me the eye. "What's with u and MY boyfriend?" she asks, practicaly yelling. I try to explain to her that Tristan is not her boyfriend, he's mine. Just I turned around, Kourtnie shoved me into Mike Mitchel, the biggest bully around town. Mike roared, and picked me up, and almost threw me. Tristan grabbed grabbed my hand, and walked me up to Kourtnie. He gently picked me up, and grabbed Kourtnie's arm. 'Oh no he didn't,' I thought, turning red. Kourtnie smirked and like a little dog, politely followed us.
Kourtnie's POV
I stomped my guicci clad wedges on the hard gym floor. I ached to see Tristan and Riley getting so close. Matt, or Matthew Demone was trying to make me feel better, but somehow, his fart jokes weren't working. The next thing I know, we are being sent to the auditorium. I see Riley, and try to catch up to her. She sees me comming, and walks faster. After we are all seated, I see Al Bunerman, the producer of the famous International Princesses movie. Now, he is the director of The Fallen, a broadway production. "Hello, I am Al Bunderman, director of Broadway's The Fallen. As you all know, somene needs to play Kaitlyn Merchedes. Well, anyhow, we have picked two people to go to Broadway and try out for Kaitlyn. Please come up to the stage, Kourtnie Walkers and Riley Dujen!" Al says. I start to cry as Imake my way to my future boss. I notice Riley smiling too. Whe she ralizes I am with her, she sighs. I notice Matt waving at me, and I have an ahmazing idea. I will make Riley sorry she ever messed with me.
Tristan's POV
Wherever Riley went, that is beyond me. Kourtnie has been giving me her flirtatious looks all morning, and I have been trying to ignore them. Now that luch has arrived, I finally feel that I should do two things. Talk to Kourtnie, and find Riley. I leave my locker and start to head to Riley's locker. I only see Krystal and Jordyn. They wave to me, and Jordyn asks if I am looking for Riley. Krystal whispers something into Jordyn's ear, hands her a blue envelope, and the envelope is pases to me. "We have to go, sorry," says Jordyn, and the pair walk away. I open the envelope only to find that its small letter. 'Dear Tristan. I have been picked to try out a role on broadway. Kourtnie was picked too, and I feel that maybe you and her should be together. Your friend, Riley'. I am so confused. Did that mean that Riley had seen Kourtnie flirting with me, and assumed that I was a part of it? What had Kourtnie told her? This seemed creepy, like I had already lived the eerie feeling of not knowing where Riley was. It didn't make since. Riley gone, Kourtnie flirting more than ever, no Alex back yet, Broadway, Krystal avoiding taling to me. Suddenly, it all made since. Well, not all of it made since. I do know tha whatver happened to Alex, Kourtnie is behind. And I will solve whatever I need to solve to reach the end of whatever this is.
Riley's POV
I walked down the hall. I saw Tristan running down the hall towards me. I sped up faster, trying to avoide him. "Riley!" he yelled. I said no, and slammed the school doors behind me. I rushed into my mom's car, and put my bag down. She drove fast, as we needed to head to the hospital.