Nowhere But Up...
FIFTEEN
Alice's POV
I flopped onto the bed and burried my face in the blankets. I wanted to cry, or die, or something. Anything but watching Rose and Jusitn be together.
"Hey, Ali." Rose said. She closed th door behind her and flopped onto the bed next to me.
"Hola senorita!" I said cheerfully. I guess the cheerfullness wasn't as effective with my faqce buried in the blankets, but she seemed satisfied.
"Como estas?" She asked. 
"Mal." I said simply. Darn, why'd I say I was feeling bad?? Now she was going to feel bad for me.
"Wait, why?" Rose asked.
"My er, dentist and facebook friend Reggie Bush is dying of pant tightness." I say. I take a deep breath and wipe my face on the blankets before looking up at her.
She raised an eyebrow, but then lets it go.
"What should I wear for my date with Justin?" She asked. She put her suitcase up on the bed and started pulling out dresses.
"You know that I've been out of fashion ever since Patrick Swayze died." I said. I sat up and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"There ain't no style like that 80's style." Rose agreed. 
She smiled and held up her blue dress with the sparkles.
"You were going to wear that to Timmy's party, right?" I asked. Oops. That's twice in one day. What was wrong with me? Why did I keep bringing up her ex-lover?
"Uh, yeah." She put it back and pulled a red one out.
"Ooh, rojo!" I say enthusiastically.
"You really like it?" She asks.
"Si. Muy... sexy." I said. I gave her a thumbs up and she rolled her eyes at me.
"One day, when the sky is falling, I'll be standing, right next to you...." Rose sang as she left the room.
I buried my face in the blankets again, and this time, I let it all out.
What was so wrong with me? Why didn't Justin choose me?
Why would Justin choose me? Rose is perfect. Justin deserves someone perfect.

And, after all, I'm 'crazy', right?
Maybe I actually am.



**Author's Note:  This chapter is for edance123