Trainwreck- chapter one

hey, you might reconize this as twilightxd. well thats becuz I am twilightxd and decided that I needed a fresh start with this storry. OK I looked over this a hundred times and edited it and took your guys advise so if you hate the grammer and stuff, it means I suck and need you guys help. credit it or trash it idc, just let me know what you think of it now that it is revised

The cool, smooth fabric slipped through my busy fingers as I fumbled through the line of colorful dresses on clearance at the Pink Sun store. The chattering of other people flew around the air, but made no sense by the time it reached my ears. The sound of my older sister, Shayne, tapping her foot annoyingly seemed to be in rhythm with the other commotions. I rolled my green eyes and sighed with irritation as I continued to search for the perfect dress. ‘The song ‘Island in the Sun’ by Emma Roberts blasted through the store’s speakers. I stalked past the large shelf of cute bathing suits and over to another group of dresses. As I held up a short orange one with frills at every end, my nose crinkled with disgust and I knew this was nowhere near to the one I was searching for.

Quickly placing it back on the rack, I glanced at the group of dresses weighing down my left arm.

“Come on, Alex. This is the fifth store we’ve been to. Haven’t you found something yet?” Shayne asked, her arms crossed tightly across her chest, her stained red lips pursed together, and her foot still tapping anoidly shouting hurry up!

Sighing, I tried to ignore her; but as her angry tapping became worse, I snatched a light blue silky dress and dashed off to the dressing room, Shayne close at my heels. The door slammed right in her face and I heard a loud “ugh” from outside the stall. I pulled my white cocky mouse shirt over my head and yanked off my checkered, short shorts, my heart racing with excitment. After slipping one of the blue long dresses over my small head, I walked out gracefully as possible for my rash limbs, my bare feet lightly hitting the cool, concrete flooring. I spun around once before I looked back up at my sister. Her hand was holding up her chin and the other one was holding up her elbow. I saw her blue eyes widen then go back to normal. In the end, my impatientness got the better of me.

“Hello, what do you think?” I half shouted.

“I think it’s gorgeous!” Shayne exclaimed, a broad, fake smile spread on her thin face.

“Yah right, you said that about the last dozen dresses,” I grumbled, letting my shoulders slump over as I stalked back inside the stall, disappointed and frustrated with my sister’s lack of help. Before I could shut the door, my cell phone began to ring from inside my back pants pocket over on the bench. Snatching my blue juke, I flipped it open and pressed it to my ear. “Hello,” I answered.

When I heard whose voice it was on the line, my heart leapt two feet outside my chest. “Hey, baby, what-sup?” my awesome, incredible, third, most gorgeous boyfriend ever, Sam, asked in his usual smooth tone.

“Oh, just doing a little shopping before the party tonight.” My instincts took over me and I began walking out of the stall and around the store.

“Well I was just wondering if you wanted me to pick you up.”

I glanced over at Shayne who was occupying herself with a bunch of hooped earrings over in the back corner while I twitched my lip. “Um, no I think I’m going to ride my moped over to the beach party.” I now realized where I was and what I was doing and dashed back into the stall.

“Alright, that’s fine. I will see you in an hour or so.” I heard no disappointment in his voice as he said those last few words.

“Crap,” I muttered under my breath, too low for Sam to hear me, realizing what little time I had.

“Well, I love yah.” I heard his voice with those same words at least twice a day and every time it made my heart melt into a lake inside my chest.

“Love you too, bye,” I sighed, hanging up the phone and shutting the stall door. Taking a deep breath, I resisted from screaming. I had to remind myself to breathe whenever I talked to Sam. Pulling my thoughts back to the moment, I quickly glanced at the tiny screen in front of my phone. It read, “4:45” “Crap,” I muttered again, this time out loud. I was supposed to be at the party in an hour and I still needed to pick out my dress, take a hot shower, do my hair, nails, and makeup. I quickly sorted through the pile of dresses on the bench and set aside all the ones I didn’t want. Pretty soon I was down to two dresses, a white one and the blue one I still had on. After a good five minutes, I finally chose the white one, satisfied with my decision. I yanked my regular clothes back on and took the white dress over to where Shayne was still occupying herself, my heart about to explode with anxiety.

She stared down at my grinning face. “Is that the one?” I only nodded as she gave a sigh with relief. “Come on lets go pay for it,” she muttered, putting her long, boney arm around my shoulder and guiding me over to the counter. I placed my dress on the counter and the blond cashier took it off the hanger and stuffed it into a pink paper bag.

“Twenty, ninety five,” she squeaked in a high-pitched voice that made me want to throw up. Shayne handed the lady the money with no attention to her voice. Snatching the bag, I skipped out of the store and back into the busy crowded mall. The smell of popcorn, soda pop, and hotdogs now filled the cool conditioned air. I stared back into the store where Shayne stood slowly putting her wallet back into her purse like we had all the time in the world.

“Hey, what’s the hold up? We have a party to go to here,” I snapped impatiently at my sister once she was finally by my side. Without waiting for a reply, I walked through the mall leaving Shayne trailing behind. As quickly as possible, I stalked through the crowds, past the food court, and all the small shops that would usually catch my attention. When I reached the double doors towards the exit, Shayne was nowhere in sight. Sighing, irritated, I slumped down on a wooden bench and began flipping my phone open and shut to pass the time. As I watched people of all different sorts enter and exit the mall, the minutes began to fly by. Finally Shayne came walking out the exit as if absolutely nothing was wrong with her pace. Jumping to my feet, I ran outside and into the bright sunlight of one of the smallest cities in the cost of California that beamed down on my tan skin. My blue flip flops popping against my heels with each step I took. Hopping into the front seat of Shayne’s silver convertible, I held out my hands for the keys.

“Alex, no,” Shayne protested as she glided over to the car.

I stuck out my bottom lip and put on my puppy dog eyes. “Please,” I whined, annoyingly.

“Alright, fine.” Shayne tossed me the keys and a large smile spread across my pitiful face. She stepped into the passenger side of her convertible, annoyed with my winning as I turned the ignition. The radio came on full blast as it had when we last left it. Once I had pulled out of the mall parking lot, I felt free, the wind in my dark brown hair. I let my bulky white sunglasses fall from the top of my head to the tip of my nose.

I pulled up to our large two story brick house, the sun following me all the way to our driveway. The house was old and worn, but Mom had done her best to keep it in good shape. The bright green grass was nicely cut. While a group of yellow daffodils huddled around the front porch. As I ran up the front steps and into the house, Shayne was just starting to step out of the car. The cool, conditioned air felt good on my boiling, bare arms. The sweet smell of peppermint filled the house as it always did. The house had a certain sparkle to it that was hard to explain. Mom was one of those moms that kept everything in order like if one cup lay out of the cupboard then she would freak. Before I had the chance to scurry up to my room, my younger sister, Molly, wrapped her short, tiny arms around my waist and stared at me with her big brown eyes. Her face was tan, but smooth as any eight year olds face would be.

“Hey, Alex!” she squealed, squeezing me tighter. “Did you find a dress for tonight?”

“Yeah,” I muttered, pulling her arms off of my waist. Molly’s eyes became so wide you thought her eyeballs were going to pop out.

“Can I see it? Can I see it?” she begged jumping up and down excitedly, her bright pink dress flowing in every direction. Sighing impatiently, I pulled the dress out of the bag and held it up for Molly to see. “Oh my gosh, Alex! It’s beautiful!”

“Thanks, but I have to go get ready,” I said, dashing up the stairs without another word to my sister. Slamming my bedroom door, I fell flat on my bed, the bags of chocolate that lay there from last night bouncing into the air. I pulled out my phone again and glared at the time, 5:07. “Dang it,” I muttered under my breath. I was going to be late for sure. I rolled off my bed and onto my wooden floor scattered with clothes. Snatching my blue robe from underneath my bed, I ran into my bathroom and hopped into the shower.

I came out twenty minutes later in my robe, my wet hair twisted in a white towel. I slipped on my favorite polka doted black and white bikini, and blew dry my hair. After straitening it until perfectly flattened, I pulled my gorgeous white dress over my head. I felt a sudden rush of excitement, but also somewhat nervous as it landed on my shoulders and fell to my knees. I blacked my eyes out with makeup and scurried down the stairs. I was almost out the door when my mom stopped me.

“Wait, hold up little lady!” she squeaked, grabbing my arm and pulling me near. “Let me see you.” She took a good long stair at me as I stood there bouncing up and down with impatience. “You look even more gorgeous then your usual gorgeousness!” Mom exclaimed, a large grin appearing on her light colored face. “Doesn’t she look amazing?” she asked my dad as he was entering the room. Dad’s long brown hair was neatly pushed back as it always had when he looked at me with his twinkling brown eyes.

“Yes, she does look amazing,” he agreed in a smooth, low tone, smiling at me and then at Mom. I couldn’t help but feel affectionate towards my parents. Mom then kissed the top of my head and smiled back up at me. “Go, hurry up! Your prince awaits and don’t forget to wear your helmet if you’re taking your moped,” I heard my mother call as I was running out the door faster than she could say goodbye. Leaving my helmet behind, not wanting to mess up my hair, I hopped onto my shiny silver moped and drove over to the beach.

I parked my moped next to many other parked cars and hurried off leaving my flip-flops behind, my bare feet sinking into the cool sand. The hot sun now took a liking to my burning skin as a drop of sweat trickled down my face and to my neck. My eyes searched from one place to another as a joyful smile painted on my face. The beach was even more packed than usual. Girls in short dresses and bathing suits and most guys bare chested with shorts or trunks on, stood around playing games and chattering away. Bright lights hung from long wooden pools as the sun began to disappear. There were booths for mini games, food, and drinks. “Party”, by Miley Cyrus blasted through large black speakers that sat in various places next to the poles. The smell of cotton candy and caramel corn filled the delights of my nostrils. Kids laughed and screamed as they splashed around in the rapid waves, diving over their short heads. My eyes darted from one activity to another, but Sam was nowhere in sight. I stood in one spot for a good long five minutes before three of my girlfriends spotted me and were soon surrounding me like a pack of flamingoes and I couldn’t help but beam from ear to ear.

“Alex!” Bailey squealed, her short strawberry blond hair bouncing around wildly. “You look gorgeous!” The others quickly nodded their heads in agreement.

“Uh, thanks,” I muttered, not really caring at the moment. “Have you seen Sam?” The question shot out of me as glances past all of their jumpy heads.

“Nope,” Stacy said, her short bright yellow dress swaying along with her body.

“Alex! Alex!” Delany now burst into the group. “You have to come see this,” she ordered, grabbing my arm and pulling me away from the others. Smiling widely, she showed off her glistering white teeth. My feet stumbled as I was forced forwardly dragged through the mess of people and over to a small wired fence. Inside the fence were a dozen of golden retriever puppies. They yelped and stood against the wired gate as we approached. “Aren’t they adorable?” Delany asked, her smile widening, as she bent down next to the fence and stuck her four finders inside. The puppies smacked their slimy lips wildly all around her fingers. I bent over next to my best friend since fourth grade, my heart

beginning to melt into a pudle.

“They are adorable,” I agreed. “I want one.”

“Well they are giving them away for free to the closest people who can guess the exact amount of how many sea shells are inside that net,” Delany exclaimed, pointing to a large net full of sea shells of all different shapes, sizes, and colors. Underneath the net a lady in a large sun hat and a white tank top sat at a small table with a piece of paper with everyone’s guesses on it. After at least six minutes of starring at the bunch of shells, I rose to my feet and went over to the table to write my name and guess.

“Thank you,” the lady at the table said, as Delany hooked her arm around mine and led me away. I smiled politely and walked back into the crowd with Delany. It was beginning to become darker as the sun came to a rest, making the party lights glow. The loud music and the chattering of the crowd skid across my ears as I searched for Sam, but all I could see is more and more people from either my school or my tiny town. As my eyes moved quicker, everything soon turned into a blur, but still there was no Sam. I turned to Delany who was still standing next to me singing quietly to herself while disappointment flew through me.

“Hey, I’m going to go find Sam, meet us at the dance floor,” I told her.

“Alright, just don’t forget about me,” she laughed, skipping away her short blond hair swaying in the cool breeze along with her strapless pink dress. I felt a chill run up my arms and to my spine as I walked through blur of people in search for my boyfriend.

“Uh, where is he?” I grumbled after ten minutes of searching. The next moment my other younger sister, Lizzy, came running towards me in her black one piece and blue jeans. Water droplets slid down her tan body. Her long dark blond hair, wet and tangley sat wildly on her shoulders.

“Hey Alex, I love your dress,” she muttered without much enthusiasm.

“Thanks, Liz.”

She looked around me with wide eyes. “Uh, where’s Sam?”

“I have no idea,” I almost shouted with irritation. “Have you seen him?”

“Nope.” Lizzy turned back to the roaring waves and then noticed my worried eyes. “Don’t worry he’s probably waiting for you somewhere.”

“Yeah, probably,” I muttered looking down at my feet sinking in the cool, moist sand. “I’m going to go look for him, I’ll see you later.”

“Ok good luck.” Lizzy ran back into the ocean, leaving me standing alone, tapping my foot with annoyance. I walked over to the green lockers, the only place I didn’t look. It was cold and lonely and seemed like there was no one there. The music soon began to fade away as I stepped into the dark rows of lockers that hovered me like the forest of darkness. I pulled out my phone and dialed Sam’s number, wondering why I haven’t thought of this earlier. As I listened to the annoying ringing of the phone repeatedly, I slowly walked around corners of the lockers. I stared down at my bare feet on the concrete flooring and sighed with annoyance as it continued to ring for the fifth time. When the answering machine picked up, I slammed the phone shut and glanced back up. Suddenly it was like my heart had completely stopped beating. There about ten feet away from me was Sam and wrapped around his neck was his ex Samantha, their lips stuck together like glue. Chills were now swarming up my back while my stopped heart was becoming hotter by the second.

I felt the rest of my body become hot with my heart and my breaths became shorter. She slid her long, boney fingers through his thick brown hair. Sam’s hands were placed delicately on her waist as he leaned against one of the green lockers. The only thing that was going through my mind at that very moment was “Why, why?” I felt a hot tear slide across my cheek as I watched Sam continue to kiss Samantha without even noticing me standing there. Not wanting to say anything to him at the moment, I quickly dashed away my heart now pounding harder than ever before. I zigzagged through the crowd as fast as I could the wind blowing roughly on my red body. I was almost to my moped when I bumped into Shayne. My face was now tomato red, covered in sticky hot tears that streamed out of my bright green eyes.

“Alex, what happened? What’s wrong?” she asked franticlaly. I was focused ignoring her and running as far away from here as possible maybe as far as China, but Shayne had a firm grip on my arm.

“It’s Sam!” I shouted with all the strength I had left. “He’s cheating on me!”

Shayne looked shocked. “Sam wouldn’t do that.”

“I saw him kissing another girl!” I couldn’t bring myself to say her name. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything at the moment. I felt like I was losing my voice. I felt like my heart was going to explode into a million pieces if it hadn’t already.

“Alex, listen-“ Shayne began, but I didn’t want to listen. I didn’t want to listen to anyone but my own thoughts at the moment. So before Shayne could finish her sentence, I jerked my arm out of her grip and ran off through the crowd back to my moped. “Alex, wait!” I heard my sister call, but I didn’t wait. I jumped on my moped and flew away.

The wind flying through my messed up brown hair, tears pouring down my eyes, making me look like a train wreck. As I drove along as fast as I could, I wasn’t paying any attention to the road and the next thing I knew a Wal-Mart truck came speeding at me seventy five miles per hour. I wanted to turn out of the way; I wanted to scream bloody murder, but I didn’t have any time. I hardly had time to take my last breath before the truck hit me and I blacked out.