Falling to Pieces
Chapter 1
In the eighth grade yearbook, I was voted as The Girl That Is Most Likely To Be Perfect. Yes, that's me. The Girl That Is Most Likely To Be Perfect. Because, in everyone's eyes, that's how I am. I am the girl that has it all: the beauty, the boyfriend, the best friends, the clothing. I am the girl that everyone is jealous of and envies. I am the girl everyone secretly wishes to be. I am the girl that most people look up to and look to for advice about their problems. I am also the girl people hate because I appear perfect, because I appear to have it all, because yes, I will sometimes put down other people so I can feel better about myself.
But see, they're wrong. Okay, yeah, I do appear that way.
On the outside.
But really? The Girl That Is Most Likely To Be Perfect is not me. That's not the real me. That's the me I am at school, around my friends and around my boyfriend.
But the truth is, my life is slowly, piece by piece, falling apart. Falling to shreds all around me. And there's nothing I can do to stop it.
But I'm getting ahead of myself just a little bit. First things first, my name is Natalie and I hate, absolutely despise, these kind of introductions. So if you don't mind, I'm going to keep it short and sweet. I have sleek, wavy, blonde hair that cooperates every morning, humid or not. I never get bad hair days either. Lucky me, I know. I have baby blue eyes that have gold flecks in them. My eyes are my most stunning feature, just saying. I am skinny, a size 2. I am 17. And yes, everybody really does envy me because they think I have it made. They think my life is perfect. They think that just because I am beautiful, that just because I have the hottest guy in school as my boyfriend (his name his Sam and we've been going out for four months now), that just because I have a lot of friends (they don't know that they continually backstab me to try and take my spotlight), I have the perfect life.
What the whole student body at Walter Valley Public High School doesn't know and what I let no one see, is that they're wrong.
Dead wrong.
Why? Because my parents are going through a terrible divorce that has them screaming into the wee hours of the morning, and I'm supposed to choose which one I want to live with. Every waking day is another battle and ensures another gory fight with my mom about everything: my homework, my friends, my curfew, whether or not I'm using protection, whether or not I've cleaned my room, everything unimportant. Even things with Sam suck and are falling apart. He's constantly pushing me to do something I'm not ready for. (I hope you know what I'm talking about so I don't have to say it.) My grades are basically getting flushed the down toilet because my parents are always fighting so I can't concentrate. Oh, and the reason my parents are going through this bloody divorce in the first place?
My dad had an affair.
With a younger woman.
The age of 24.
Who's a hygenist.
At his dentist's office. He was sneaking behind my mom's back for a year until she caught him kissing Ally (that's the tramp's name) goodnight. Wanna know where they were shoving their tongues down each other's throats at 3 in the morning?
Behind the bushes.
At my house.
Below my mom's window. She could hear them and went to investigate. Let's just say, it wasn't a pretty scene.
So yeah, that's what I keep to myself. I also don't tell anyone that I have a shrink. Someone who helps me sort out my feelings.
I'd be dead if anyone, even my best friends, found any of this out. They'd spread it around the whole school, and then because they realize I'm not perfect, that it's just a facade, I'll end up being the most uncool person on the planet.
And one more thing.
My popularity, my trying to be perfect is the only thing that keeps me somewhat sane. Because maybe if I try to be perfect, things will just fall into place and it'll come true.
***I lost inspiration for my other story so i decided to stop and start a new one. Hope you like it :) Comments would be highly appreciated :)
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