Prologue I stood infront of my mirror, but it wasn't my reflection. It made me freeze entirely on my spot; I couldn't move. In front of me wasn't a female with brunette hair and brown eyes instead it was a very handsome guy with brown hair that looked as if there were so many hands that ran through it and dark brown eyes that almost make it seem as if melted chocolate swirling into those dark circular balls. I wanted to run away, but then again, I can't. It wasn't my reflection.
Chapter 1 I always started my day by taking a long hot shower, making every single muscle in my body relax. It was like my own special moment, and I loved it. I put my hands infront of me resting it against the tiles that faced me feeling the hot steamy water pass down my hair to my back, I smiled as it felt like the water massaged me, soothed me, comforted me, the feelings I never felt before. Don't get me wrong, I'm loved, adored, glorified but sometimes it just feels extremely fake, like they only do it to gain my attention which would gain others attention making them popular. You see, I'm the head cheerleader of Gregory High but not the stereo typical one, I'm not blonde or a red head, I'm actually a brunette and I love my hair til no end. I put some stawberry scented shampoo on my hair and massaged it, making sure every single strand was covered in shampoo. You could say I'm addicted with my hair, and I won't be furious or mad, I'd actually take it as a compliment. I rubbed the soap on my body, not caring all that much, unlike I did my hair. I let the water rinse away all the soap and bubbles and drowned on my own thoughts. I never had a normal life, my life was and is far from being perfect; but it's all I have and I'd just have to deal with it right? My family isn't perfect, having two brothers helps a lot, but when your mum is a lawyer and is barely home it just always feel incomplete, dad's always at home though but it never felt as if we were his children, he's just too quiet, opposite to what mum was. Mum is a social butterfly, she can make her worst hater into her bestfriend into a matter of seconds; trust me, I've seen. When I felt all shampoo and soap gone from my body I slowly turned off the shower feeling colder as the water slowly dies. Once it was fully off, I wrapped my blue towel around my body, and another on my hair. I walked out of the bathroom and walked towards my small walk-in closet, it wasn't that nice or arranged but it was all I could get with my budget at the time, my dad wasn't really fond of me keeping too much clothes but he did have a point. I only ever used my clothes once. I grabbed a pair of shorts and a large shirt that almost make it seem like I didn't wear any shorts since it coverd until three forths of my legs. I folder the sleeves three times up and smiled at my appearance walking out the room not even bothering to put chemicals on my face. Once I was downstairs, I saw my dick of a brother eating my cheerios. I screamed hell as I ran towards him tackling him to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM? GET OFF OF ME!" He screamed, squirming under me as I glared at him, he really wasn'y a morning person I rolled my eyes before getting off of the guy "You know not to mess with my food" I grumbled "You know not to mess with me" He grumbled back "You messed with my food first!" I screamed. I seriously don't know how I could stay thin as a stick with the loads of food I eat per day. Someday, I'll see my dad begging for money here and there just to buy me and my brothers food. Chase, Ian and I are actually pretty close. Chase and Ian are twins and we're just 9 months apart, yes I know, my parents were just too excited and couldn't get enough of each other; yuck, I know. You know that feeling when you imagine your parent having sex and it's like the most horrid image your mind has ever showed you? Well, imagining that is somehow inevitable. "Morning" Ian said, yawning at the same time "Morning Bro" I greeted smiling, feeling extra bubbly today "How come you always called me 'bro' and not 'big bro'?" He asked raising one of his eyebrows in curiousity "Well, I'm sorry if Dad inserted his rod into Mum a week after you two were born!" I exclaimed "Nice way to put it sis" Chase said laughing "Well, when you guys were born Dad inserted his rod to pop mum"'s cherry to deflower her" I said shrugging, but actually inwardly smiling as I slowly counted to five before facing my brothers again seeing the reaction I expected. Chase had milk trailing on his chin, his mouth wide open with some visible cheerios on it then there was Ian who was frozen in his place as if he was on pause, his mouth wide open too. I smirked before walking past them, grabbing my bag along the way "Close your mouth boys! Poor flies might go in your death traps!" I called laughing hysterically then got into my Porsche Boxter Spyder, speeding towards my school. A few minutes later, I arrived at Gregory High parking at where my friends were. Yes, I am the head cheerleader but I didn't like staying with all those sluts they call cheerleaders. I have my own group, those who understands me fully, who like me for me. I got out of my car and was immediately greeted by Payton, she was beautiful, but she can't see it and hides behind sweatshirts and oversized pants, I didn't mind though. Then there was Matthew, the quarterback, and also my oh-so-loving boyfriend who had been my bestfriend since I was born. Lastly, there was Lianna who I'd rather call Lia, she was nice a new student last year. I can't really introduce all of my friends but most of them were boys from the football team. I soon heard the bell rang signalling the start of school. Well here goes nothing.
Chapter 2 I entered my English Classroom seeing the hot teacher already fixing his things starting the lesson. Mr. Harris was only 23 years old, an early graduate and is pretty smart; don't forget to add his extremely good looks and well toned body. Payton is always so fierce and confident around him, she's really too smart for her own good. My friends and I started walking toward our place when some of the cheerleaders called me over. I sent a sympathetic smile toward my friends before walking over the cheerleaders who had nothing better to do "Hey Guys!" I said with fake cheerfulness "Hey Izzy!" They all said in unison, what are they? Quadruplets? "Oh Izzy, meet Sierra Nicole Gil" Hailey, one of the nice cheerleaders introduced "Hello, Sierra." I smiled "I'm Michaella Allison Harriet, but you can call me Izzy." I added before smirking and, "The headcheerleader of Gregory High. Nice to meet you" She gasped before walking out the room; yes I can be a bitch when I wanted. You see Sierra was the girl who bitched to me about dropping her books, I tried to help her but she slapped my hands away saying I might infect her things with germs and now my mind was all set on hurting her. I said bye to the girls before walking to my friends where Payton saved me a seat right next to her. Man, I loved this girl. I sat and listened to the Mr. Harris, watching in amusement as him and Payton had, once again, shared a battle of words. Mr. Harris is the new english teacher and is really hot, but not exactly my type, the thing is though, he's exactly Pay's type; they both know it's illigal though. The lesson continued, stopping every now and then because of Payton's witty remarks but no one really minded. The bell soon rang, and once again Payton was left behind for detention with Mr. Harris, we all sent her a sypathetic smile and walked out of the room. We all said our goodbye's and I walked towards my car then played flappy bird waiting for Payton to finish her detention. 12455396 games later. Payton came out with her hair all messy and her lips really red but there were tears in her eyes, I got out of my car rushing towards her and wrapping her around my arms "What's wrong babe?" I asked her, worry filling my voice "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I know it's wr-wrong but I couldn't help it!" She exclaimed "What are you talking about babe? Come on, let's go to my house so we can talk about it." I said while rubbing my hands on her upper arm comfortingly. I lead her towards my car and drove in silence. We were sitted on my room, Payton was still sobbing continuously. I put her head on my lap and started to play with her hair to help calm her down a bit, like my mother used to do. "I'm all ears, and I promise I won't talk while you tell your problem." "Okay..." She sighed then inhaled a big breath. I did too, I knew this would be a long story "Well, you remember the first day of school?" She asked and I nodded "I accidentally bumped this guy and I swear I got lost in his blue orbs. He was just so perfect. I fell down on the floor and while he was helping me up, I felt electricity run through my veins. It was so different, it's the first time that I felt something like that and it was undeniably amazing." I smiled at her, as I watched her go to her own little world. She smiled back before continuing "He was Evan Harris, our english teacher." I gasped. Who would've known? "He's my boyfriend, Izzy, I love him! And I know he loves me too!" She cried "Do you know the consequences of being found out? Your future will be ruined, you might not get a proper college or even a job and your name will be on the newspapers! And him! He can lose his job and his reputation as a teacher! Can you two handle that!?" I blabbed, I wasn't really mad; I'm just worried about my bestfriend's safety. "I-I k-kno-know Izzy, we tried distancing ourselves but we can't! I love him so much Iz." She cried standing up from my lap, I hugged her and closed my eyes "I love you Pay, I'm only worried about you." I said to her, my own tears falling from my eyes "I know Izzy, and I love you too. But I can't help being away from him" "It's okay sweetie, I'm here for you all the way." I smiled at her Payton soon went home after that, I went up my room after sending her home and saw the newly bought body length mirror that my parents gave me, it was from a really old antique store and it really gave me the creeps, rolling my eyes I walked towards the bathroom removing all make-up from my face and went to sleep. Another dreamless slumber.
Chapter 3 Feelings were never my forte, I would always run around collecting my own collection of broken hearts maybe because I experienced this too myself. I sighed and continued walking through the corridors, earning some dirty glares and jealousy from most girls but some didn't seem to care at all, those are the ones I like the most in this school. I study in a catholic school, yes we could wear civilian clothing but we still studied about god and all those nonesense. I always had doubts about religious stuff, specially about the Adam and Eve story. I mean, how could they only concieve two SONS and yet their sons get to marry two females? That's just nonsense. Don't get me wrong, I'm actually a religious person and I go to mass with my parents every sunday. I even confess my lack of faith, but it still couldn't stop my logic mind to find loopholes in the bible's story of creation. I ran my long fingers through my long curled brunette hair, enjoying it's soft locks and smiled. I had always been extremely sensitive of my hair, not even my mum would dare touch it. I continued attending all my classes with Payton and some of our other friends. It was funny how we had most of our classes together, we were all just so inseperable. Damian waved at me, ushering me to sit beside him, he was the runner back and he has a toned body like my boyfriend Matthew had. I sat beside Damian, I enjoyed really enjoyed his company. He's light and easy to converse with, well he's also gay but I was the only one who knew that. Payton soon arrived from her Physics class and sat beside me and we all waited patiently for our teacher to arrive... Mr. Harris. The class soon ended smoothly, Payton never let her hands leave mine and I squeezed her hand soothingly everytime Mr. Harris would look at her. Man, they were both whipped. We all walked out of the classroom and headed home, Payton told me to drop her off near Gen. McArthur Street, a few streets away from ours but I didn't argue with her since she had this hard look on her face. I headed home, and ate dinner with my family. "How was school baby?" Mum asked "Oh mum, never better" I smiled "How come?" "Well, I have almost most of my classes with Payton!" I exclaimed happily "Mum, of course she would be happy. She's a senior therefore she would be able to bully freshmen" Chase laughed "You're a senior too, dumbo" I said sticking my out my tounge at him, childish I know. But yeah, we three were seniors since we only had 9 months difference. We soon finished eating and mum stood up, saying she was going to get some dessert from the fridge "How many girls did you score today bro?" I asked Chase laughing "Oh, a lot" He wiggled his eyebrows and I faked to shiver woth disgust "Ew, with your ugly face? No way" I said playfully "Hold her down Ian" Chase said and Ian obliged. My eyes grew big as I watched Chase grab the plate full of spaghetti and put it all over my face. He was so getting it. They both laughed nonstop, but I saw a pitcher full of juice and poured it all over both of them and ran towards my room laughing uncontrollably. I locked the door to make sure the two won't be able to come in, and headed straight towards the sink in my bathroom and started removing all the pasta in my hair and took a long soothing bath. As I walked out of the bathroom, I dried my hair with my towel in front of my vintage mirror and layed in my bed, once more falling into a deep slumber. Yes, but this time, I felt as if someone was watching me.