(Book Trailer Included) Four teenage girls, Jane, Carmella, Mia, and Lily are experiencing some of the most difficult situations a teen could possibly have. Each of their lives shall intertwine with one another. This story exemplifies the often not so perfect lives of teenage girls by diving deep into the emotional struggles of adolescence.

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10. Carmella's Story Part 3:


   I head down the steps of the bus onto school property with a smile glued to my face. I'm uber happy right now and it's impossible to hide it. 

   It's great to have Shayla back in town. She's extremely sweet and great to talk to about things like my sexual orientation, since no one else knows about that. I talked to her on the phone like the entire night yesterday. We had a lot of good laughs as well.

   One more thing I can't forget to that she kissed me last night before we both went home. It was shocking, but actually quite nice. Although, I did feel a little bit guilty since I'm dating Mitch. However, that's technically not cheating, or at least I'm not counting it as that. I mean, it was a girl that kissed me, not a guy, so it doesn't count. Plus, it was only for one second that it lasted. It was like a..a friendship kiss. And it's not like it's a big deal, anyway. 

   I breathe in the fresh air, cheerfully skipping to the large front doors of the building. I really hope nothing ruins my mood today. I feel so on top of the world right now and it's an ah-mazing feeling. I do not want to lose it. 

   I'd probably be heading into the school with Shayla now, since she'd be going on my bus, but she's not coming to school today. She has to stay home and help unpack and everything. So, I got to go find Mitch at his locker.

   I push through the large glass doors, humming a small melody to myself when I notice everyone's eyes land on me. I wave at each of them slightly, but they don't return the favor. Instead, they look at each other, look at the paper in their hands, then look back at me.

   They watch me as I continue walking down the hallway. I notice some of them whisper to their buddies things, but I'm unable to hear them. I'm a smidgen confused, but that's until I look at the fliers taped to everyone's lockers. My heart begins to speed up as my mouth goes dry.

   I stop in the middle of the hall to stare at the picture of Shayla kissing me with the bold letters beneath it shouting: CARMELLA BLAKELEY IS A LESBIAN CHEATING SLUT! WATCH OUT!

  I feel tears begin to well up in my eyes. What kind terrible person would do something like this? Even more important, who saw this? The worst part is that they totally twisted the situation around. I didn't even kiss her! Shayla kissed me! I would never cheat on Mitch! 

   And oh no, now everyone knows my secret. They probably think I'm a lesbian now and am doing just what Shayla thought I was doing: dating Mitch just so everyone would think I'm straight. But, that's not true at all! I love Mitch! 

   I tighten my grip around my purple sequin schoolbag and turn around, only to find people holding the photograph while laughing at me. 

   This is a nightmare come true! I let my hair fall around the sides of my face as I race past a number of students with shame. I push through the door of the girls' bathroom and come face to face with Katie Viola. My heart pounds against my chest as she stares at me, one hand on her hip with a devilish smirk.

   "Carmella Blakeley, I thought you might run here. Or, end up running to me." She laughs along with the two girls beside her, Leah and Maddie, her posse. 

   I stand there, not knowing what to say. Did this?

   "You never know who could be watching you. That's why you should try thinking before you do things you're obviously gonna regret in the end. Y'know, like kissing girls when you have a boyfriend," Katie tells me, putting emphasis on the word "boy". She looks like she's enjoying this conversation, while I on the other hand feel like punching her smack in her pretty little face.

   "Katie, did you do this..?" I manage to ask, whimpering softly.

   "Duh," she sneers, rolling her eyes. "I was taking my poodle for a walk at that time when I saw you talking to the new girl. So, I decided to watch for any good gossip. And what do you know? I got exactly what I wanted." She grins evilly.

   "Why?! Why would you do this?" I snap, tears streaming down my cheeks.

   "I did it because I like seeing people who deserve it cry!" Her big blue eyes widen like it's obvious. "And sorry hun, but you deserved it. Poor Mitch deserves someone who won't cheat on him with a girl. And on top of that, someone who isn't just using him."

   "I'm not using Mitch!" I yell, hearing it echo around the bathroom. 

   "You try explaining that to him," she says, flipping her blonde hair over her right shoulder.

   "I will!" I lie, considering I don't think I'll ever be able to face him again..for a while at least. 

   "Good luck explaining those pictures, too." Her cackle ricochets off the walls and make me cringe.

   "Look Katie, I get it. You hate me because I'm not as popular as you and because my life seemed just perfect before you came and ruined it," I say, "So, you go and lie to the whole school that I'm a cheating lesbian slut when I'm not. I didn't even kiss her. She kissed me. She was the only one who knew I was bi, not a lesbian, bi. Yeah, there's no point in hiding it anymore. But, if I was ever going to have some sort of thing with a girl or something, I would break up with Mitch first. But that's not an issue because I love Mitch and I don't care what the hell you try to do. You can try and sabotage my relationship with him, but we love each other, so you might as well get lost and pick on someone your own size. Kay? Cause honestly, I don't give a shit about your insecurities!" Katie raises a brow and I can almost see the steam coming out of her ears.

   "I'm not insecure," she spits.

   "You don't understand that all your lies and actions won't make anybody like you any better. They just make you look like even more of an asshole," I declare, turning away. I don't usually like swearing this much, but I'm no longer in the goodie two shoes mood. 

   I start to push open the bathroom door, the tears on my face dried up now when Katie asks, "Going to run home now?"

   I hesitate before leaving the restroom...and running home.

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