The 'Scar' Within

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 3 (v.1)

Submitted: July 16, 2011

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Chapter 3: A new identity?

“Is it the way that you shake, when your hips move with the bass, bass, bass you’re such a gorgeous nightmare.”- Escape the fate – Gorgeous Nightmare

 

“Honey what happened?” my mom’s panicked voice boomed into my face as I walked into the door.

 

 

Charlie was staring at me with distaste, “nothing… I tripped over the stairs… nothing to serious…I swear” I never lied to my mother before….

 

 

 

“Ohh my god Isabella you have to be more careful,” she said as she took me in her arms, it hurt like hell… but I’d never let her know that.

 

 

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“No…” I repeated for the thousandth time, I was not going clubbing… especially not in the state I was in now.

 

 

“ come on, makeup can cover the bruises, you can show them bitches that you’re stronger than them… you will walk in and look smoking hot, and they can all fuck themselves alright?” Jazz pleaded

 

 

“No.” I huffed, “it’s impossible” Jazz put her hands up in frustration.

 

 

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t go Jazz, I said fucking themselves is impossible,” I smirked, and she smiled at me.

 

 

“So come on then lets get you sexified.”

 

* Two hours later -

 

“You can’t even see the mark’s anymore… how did you do that?” I asked out of sheer curiosity, she smiled again, “make-up does wonder’s my dear friend, now keep still I’m on the last curl in your head then I’ll let it down.”

 

 

My make-up was beautiful, I didn’t even recognize myself I looked amazing my green eyes which was now surrounded by long thick black lashes, and black eye liner made my face pop, it made my face look well… beautiful.

 

“TA-DA!” Jazz screamed as she let all my hair fall into my face, it was done in tight curls; it made my dark hair look even darker… I didn’t even recognize myself… this girl in the mirror looked confident, beautiful and popular… and I was none of that.

 

 

“Come on Issy, were gunna miss our ride, stop drooling over yourself! “ Jazz smirked at me.

 

 

“Who’s giving us a ride?” I asked cautiously.

 

“My mom’s dropping us off at Tim Hortins, I told her you needed a night out, so we were just gunna chill around town, the Tim’s is only like a 5 minute walk from the club.”

 

 

 

“Alright.” I replied as I slipped on my shoes and ran towards the car… I had a feeling tonight was going to be a long one.

 

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“Okay be safe, sweeties don’t get into any trouble, do I need to come pick you up later?” she asked while we jumped out of her truck.

 

Jazzy shook her head ‘no’, then smiled at her mom sending her on her merry way, she turned towards me, “ here take this, it says you’re 21, which you can obviously pass for, you just have to show it to the guy at the gate, seem confident but not cocky, alright? Oh and what ever you do, don’t look guilty.” She placed the fake id in my hands; she didn’t tell me we were going to an actual club.

 

The road was dark, but the lights glowed furiously 5 minutes down the road, at the club… my heart now felt like it was going to go though my chest as Jazzy grabbed my arm and we raced towards it, all the way my head was telling me I was running in the wrong direction…. I wanted to run home and forget this plan was ever made; I was never going to get past security.

 

 

Jazz pulled me past the huge line of people towards the front, she winked at the security guard, and he smiled and pulled the velvet rope away for us to get in, without even asking for id. I started to relax almost immediately, until I saw them, the bitch’s that ruined my life, and the asswholes who sat by and watched. There stood Serine, Abbigayle, Maggie, Lacey, Tiara, Jewels, Jake, James, and Charlie, staring at us.

 

Serine and Charlie walked over towards us, “hey Jasmine, right? You’re Charlie’s sister?” Serine, smiled at her. What a bitch, “and who’s this, I’ve

never seen you around before,” she asked staring at me, her sweet smile sicken me to my very core.

 

Jazzy laughed, she knew that the look on my face wasn’t one of shyness, but one of total disgust, “oh that? That’s Scarlett, but just call her Scar I actually met her here, out by the door, we got in together, if it wasn’t for her using her looks I don’t think we could of got in.” she smirked at me, moving her hand telling me to play along.

 

I used to be popular, I knew how to act, I knew how to sound confident and sexy even if I wasn’t, and I knew how to use this to my advantage.

I stuck out my hand towards Serine, “Who are you, and isn’t that dress a little hmmm, grandmotherish?” I twirled a piece of hair in my hand, acting like I didn’t know I insulted her, Charlie let out a quiet laugh, Serine hit him in the stomach and sent him a glare.

 

“Yeah, I know right… my sister picked it out, she has no fashion sense what so ever.” I glared at her, her sister was awesome and I knew for a fact she didn’t pick that out, it wasn’t her style… “Who’s you’re sister” I rolled my eyes acting like I didn’t believe her.

 

“Rose, “she spat, obviously picking up the fact that I seemed more popular than her, I was acting like a queen bee…well more like queen bitch.

 

“By any chance does she have pink hair” I said biting my lip towards Charlie, he smirked.

 

She rolled her eyes at me, “yeah she’s a freak sue me.” She huffed, I laughed a flowing rich laugh that must have caught the attention of at least 30 guys, “I met your sister honey and trust me she wouldn’t pick up that kind of train wreck.” Then I turned around grabbed Jazzy and walked towards the dance floor, leaving her glaring at my feet… if she only knew it was me.

 

“Wow, you were amazing back there, “Jasmine grinned, “and I didn’t think you had it in you, miss shy cat” she patted my back, “ come on lets dance and see how many guys come up to us, “ she smirked, and her plan sounded fun, “ alright lets do it,”

 

Me and Jazzy were swinging our hips and moving our stomachs up and down, another new fact I learned about her, we both took belly dancing classes. The short dress I was wearing was black and had my hips showing, as well as my stomach, a black strip of material connected the top half

that showed my cleavage with the bottom half which showed just about everything else. The dress made me feel weightless, as I moved my hips and started to ‘get low’ as the song rand throw my ears.

 

I was having fun laughing with Jazzy, and moving with the music that I didn’t even notice the pair of hand’s that snuck around my waist, until I looked up at the guy and smirked, it was Jake.

 

He smirked as well, and whispered in my ear, “let’s dance.”, and I did, I moved my hips and my body towards his and we flowed with the music, his eyes seemed to blaze of lust, but I knew I couldn’t kiss him; he was a traitor… a traitor that Serine was in love with when we hung out.

 

My mind thought no more, as I gently put my arms around his neck still moving my hips I captured his lips with mine. We kissed for a while, and then his tongue ran along my lips, I gladly let him enter my mouth, our tongues moved in sync, as our bodies meshed together even closer as my hands went in his hair, and his hands moved closer to my lowed back.

 

“Jake, “a squeaky voice boomed from behind us, we moved apart briefly, to see Serine there with her hands on her hips, and a scowl on he face. “ I need to talk to you,” she pointed at him, “and you, just dance with Charlie for a minute I bet he wouldn’t mind.” She said pointed at me, did she not just see how I danced, why would she tell her boyfriend to dance with me… unless she didn’t want him to hear her conversation.

 

Charlie walked up to me and held out a hand, “may I have this dance, “he smirked.

 

Dj blend’s club mix, boomed from the speakers, and I grabbed Charlie’s hand leading him back towards the dance floor, I took both of his hands and placed them on my hips as we moved with the music. Dancing just felt natural to me, Serine always hated how I could dance better than her, I was as she put it ,” the dance seductress” I could make anyone want me by the way I moved my body, and trust me I was moving my body.

 

I turned to face him, he was smirking, and I knew I wanted to wipe it off his smug little face. So I moved closer to him, moved my hips to his side than the other glazing his body, then grabbed hold to his shirt below his neck and went down, moving my hips furiously and then ran my hands down his body, as I came back up I put my hands around his neck, his eyes looked the same as Jake’s had. He wants me why did that seem so

wrong. I knew I looked Beautiful, and danced like a seductress, maybe that’s why.

 

No it wasn’t that, then I realized why, he doesn’t know who I am… holy fuck what am I doing… this is Charlie, Serine’s boyfriend, if they ever found out this is me, I’m dead, I was knocked out of my thoughts when Charlie lightly pressed his lips to mine, then quickly pulled away as Serine came back up to us.

 

I felt breathless, and it was just a freaking peck, that’s when I realized this boy would be the death of me, literally.


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