Lying is Your Favorite Passion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short story I wrote for English last year. I submitted it to a writing school and I was admitted, but didn't go. It's basically about high school and how easily you can be manipulated into trusting someone, and also standing up for yourself and being an individual.

Submitted: April 26, 2010

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Serena was at school, reaching for her Chemistry textbooks on the top shelf of her locker, when she heard someone call her name from behind. She whipped around to find her friend Kristopher, looking at her and grinning.

She looked back at him with a puzzled expression. Realizing her confusion, Kristopher responded, "I just wanted to make sure that was you." Then he stalked off.

Serena turned back to her locker, catching the eye of the girl one locker away from her. Serena was shocked to find that the girl, whom Serena wasn't exactly friendly with, smirking at her. Serena looked up when she heard the girl speak. "He likes you," she said.

Serena wasn't quite sure how to respond to the girl without scowling. She shrugged her shoulders. "People keep telling me that but I don't see it."

Serena hated this girl standing beside her but found herself absolutely thrilled that she was actually talking to her. The girl replied, "You'll see."

Serena, once again, shrugged. "Hey," the girl started. "I'm having some trouble with math homework and I heard you're quite a whiz at it. Would you mind giving me a hand after school?"

Serena found herself speechless. She had no ambitions what so ever, to give Melissa Fielding "a hand." But the longingly to be popular was too great.

"Uh – sure," Serena replied, uncertainly.

"Great!" Melissa exclaimed. She waved and strutted down the hallway.

Serena returned home that evening before dinner, after spending most of the afternoon with Melissa, and was surprised to realize that she had actually had a good time with the girl who made her life miserable.

The next few weeks Serena spent a lot of time with Melissa. It never even crossed her mind that Melissa might just be up to something more than just being friendly to a girl whom she'd never treated well.

When Melissa invited her to a party and told her to invite Kristopher, Serena suspected something was up. Melissa only invited her best friends to parties and Melissa and Serena were definitely not best friends. But Serena went to the party with Kristopher anyway, ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of her mind. She would soon regret going.

The night was going okay, until Kristopher asked Serena to dance. They swayed to the music, looking each other in the eyes, and when Kristopher began to lean in closer, Serena knew he was going to kiss her and she wasn't going to stop it.

Serena never received a kiss from Kristopher, because the moment before it happened, Melissa dumped something wet and slimy over the two of them, ruining the moment and making Serena feel stupid for trusting Melissa. Her plan was to embarrass her all along and she succeeded.

"I should have known," Serena said to Melissa, glaring at her and watching her and her friends laugh.

"Yeah, you should have," Melissa replied, trying to contain her laughter. "I can't believe you thought I'd actually be friends with you."

"I can't believe I actually wanted to be friends with you," Serena responded, wiping her brow free of whatever it was Melissa had dumped all over her. Melissa frowned. Serena continued, "And you know what Melissa? You're an awful, awful person, and I hope that when you're older, the guilt of knowing how dejected you made me feel, will haunt you for the rest of your life."

Serena turned, grabbing Kristopher's hand, and walking away, only looking back to see the shell-shocked look on Melissa Fielding's face.


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