Chapter 1

• **Kyla's Pov**
• "Hi, I'm Kyla Malik. I'm seventeen and I go to Lockwood high." I introduce myself in front of the camera putting on my best fake smile.
• "Cut!" Riley yells with a massive glare shot directly at me.
• "What did I do wrong this time? We've shot it almost ten times. I'm hungry Riley." I whin, pouting my lips.
• "We're going to do it over and over again until you sound convincing."
• She says in a firm tone. I know better than to argue with her.
• "Ugh!" I groan but she simply chuckles.
• Okay, as I said I'm Kyla Malik and the annoying girl in front of me is my best friend, Riley. We've been friends since kindergarten when she stole my lunch. Funny right. I shrugged my shoulders, watching Riley stiffen a small laugh.
• We are currently shooting a reality video as she calls it and apparently, I'm not being real enough. I told her beforehand that I'm a very boring person. She picked the wrong girl for the job. I can't sound "real" over a camera or say funny things to get people hyped. It's just not me sadly.
• "I'm coming over to your place tonight. We're going over it again until. .." She stops talking, her mouth falls open, her gaze is fixed on something, someone.
• "Hey, Juliet. You're gaping." I snap my fingers teasing her.
• "Can you blame me, he's so dreamy." She coos placing her hands on both sides of her face.
• The dreamy guy is Stein. He goes to our school but he's a fuck boy by nature. It's rumoured that he's slept with at least ten girls in Lockwood high. I don't blame him or them.
• Him because they practically throw themselves at his feet and them because he's really cute. Too bad I don't do boys, unlike Riley she's had a crush on him since forever and I wonder when it'll end.
• "There's a party later today, we're going."
• "You know my answer every week, I'm not. I would rather lay in bed and watch Netflix all night than watch young teens drink themselves to stupor."
• "That's why this week I'm not asking. I'll be at your house by eight pm. We're going."
• "Yeah, good luck with that." I roll my eyes and we went back to our food or at least I did, Riley is still gushing over Stein and giving me the creeps.
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• After lunch, we each go back to our separate class with small talks until the closing bell sounds. I didn't have a car yet, my dad always said I am too young. Riley takes me to school and back and it's fun riding with her.
• She drops me off at my house, deciding to offer some words of wisdom.
• "I'll be back by eight pm. Look pretty." I roll my eyes making a mental list of all the movies I would watch before falling asleep. I'm not going to a party and even Riley can't convince me otherwise.
• I find the hidden key under the doormat gaining access to my house.
• I live with my relatives here in California as my parents were way up in Texas. My aunt and uncle treated me like their own child maybe it's because they didn't have any.
• I lock the door behind me, place the keys on the counter and walk to my room for a refreshing bath.
• When I am done, I pick up my phone and scroll through my watch lists.
• The moment the clock struck eight pm, my phone rings and Riley is calling.
• **Hey babe. I chirp eager to go back to watching "The kissing booth."**
• ** I'll be at your house in ten minutes. Be ready before then. I snort as she hangs up going back to my movie.**
• True to her words, she arrives shortly after ten minutes.
• "You're not dressed!" She exclaims, I was too busy staring at her. Riley looked pretty, I mean she doesn't even have to try her skin is flawless.
• "Why aren't you dressed!" She added in a high pitched tone.
• "Because I'm not going. I told them I don't want to."
• "Kyla you can't keep doing this. This is the high school where we'll have the best years of our lives. You have to live it to the fullest. Yes, you're scared of being judged but that shouldn't stop you from doing things. You might be a bookworm but as your friend, I can tell you I love Being around you. But since you want to drown yourself in movies, I hope you have fun. I'm off. "
• Guilt stabs me straight in my heart. She plays with my emotions and she's damn good
• "Wait," I say sucking in a harsh breath.
• "Come help me pick out my clothes."
• She dashes towards me, hugging me tightly.
• "Let's do this."
• "Don't go overboard please."
• "I'll try my best." She grins flashing her white teeth. By trying her best she means, gets ready because when I have done, you won't recognize yourself.
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