A not so Plain Jane

[RangerFan]

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Chapter One

My name is Jane. Now from my name your probably thinking “her name is Jane? I bet she’s plain too”, well the truth is, I am. Well I used to be. Maybe it was because I grew up in a home with lots of morals and very catholic parents. But on another level, it could have been because I didn’t choose to socialize and wasn’t too outgoing. Life’s wasn’t so bad though. It could have been a lot worse if it wasn’t for my best friend Emily. You’re probably thinking she’s just as plain as I used to be, but to tell you the truth we couldn’t have been more opposite. That’s why were so close. Nothing ever got boring.
We met in high school. God I can’t tell you how much I miss it now that I’m gone. Anyway we had a math class together and I was horrible in it. I needed help so I could pass the class. My teacher, Mrs. Cante had suggested getting a tutor. I agreed it was probably a good idea. So I asked If she had anyone in mind. She said, “ Yes. Do you know Emily? I’m sure she would be more than happy to help you.” I said I only knew her by name but never spoke to her. Which at the time was probably a good thing because as I walked over toward her she said, “What do you want?” In a snotty tone. I said, “ Mrs. Cante told me you were good at math, so I was wondering if you could tutor me? ” With a sigh she said, “Yeah I guess.” and put her head down. I was surprised she has been so rude to me because I had heard she was such a nice girl.
The next day she came into class and apologized for being mean the other day. She said it was because of her boyfriend. Now I’ve never really had one so I couldn’t tell you what guys do to make you upset like that. I figured guys are only into appearances. Not what’s on the inside. So I never really bothered with them. Until now. She told me how she caught him kissing some “girl” that apparently was a slut, and slept with the whole hockey team. That would have made me mad if I were her. “How can guys be like that?”, I said. “It’s not fair. Not to you or anyone else.” She said, “I know but what am I going to do?” I didn’t know what to say considering I was new to all of this. I mean at the time I was only 14 and had only kissed one guy and that was in the fourth grade on the swings. Who was I to give this girl advise? She was pretty, and could probably date whoever she wanted. Maybe that’s why she dated the hottest guy in school.
Me I was skinny and had braces and frizzy hair. Who would want to talk to me? No one I thought until I met her.
It didn’t take long for our friendship to grow. Soon she was giving me styling tips for my hair and was good with helping me pick out clothes. Something I never thought mattered. That was until guys started to notice me. I wasn’t used to the attention I was getting when she dressed me up for my first day of junior year. Guys I would have never dreamed of started coming up and talking to me. I guess a lot can change over a couple years. I had grown my hair to a few inches past my shoulders, it was pin straight and dark brown. I finally had my braces taken off so that was a change. I couldn’t have been more happy with myself. I kept thinking where my life would be if I didn’t have Emily around to guide me through my high school years. I would probably have one friend and look like a mess. Thank god for American Eagle. That’s my store! Along with Hollister of course. You can’t possibly live in southern California and not shop there. Junior year was about to end and already I’d gone through two boyfriends. I was starting to realize what Emily had been talking about. Most guys were jerks, but I had a feeling their was someone out there for me and I was determined to find him.
Deciding to focus on my school work my senior year, I didn’t leave much room for guys. I figured I would work my butt off to get the grades for school. Now back to me and Emily. We were still inseparable as you probably could have guessed and closer than ever. We’re even the same major. We applied to all the same school’s and were both finally accepted to our first choice. Binghamton University. All the way in New York. That was clear across the country, and I’m sure nothing like California. They even had snow there. I’ve never seen it so this was going to be exciting.

[O Captain My Captain]

This sounds interesting. I really like your writing style. Update sooon.

[RangerFan]

Chapter 2

It was seven am and my alarm rang. “beep…beep…beep…beep…” I hit snooze. I was getting up for my plane ride to New York. Didn’t remember that last night though other wise I would have set it for earlier. Ten minutes later my cell phone rings, and I pick it up, “hello?” “Hey its Emily. You ready?” “um well if you consider that I just woke up ready, then yeah” I had forgot, we were going together. Of all the times to forget this was probably not the right time. The plane takes off at ten. I didn’t know what to do. Emily was getting annoyed that I had not said anything in minutes. “Hello?” she said. “You there or zoning again?”. “I’m here” I said. I had to still pack. I was in big trouble. “ I’ll be there in ten minutes” she said and then hung up. I had a lot of packing to do. I just threw random things in my suitcases and then went downstairs. This was not the way I had pictured my last day in Cali being. I said my goodbyes to my parents and watched them cry as Emily rang the door bell. I opened the door and let Emily come in. She said “ see you later Mr. and Mrs. James. Don’t worry I’ll take good care of her.” and shut the door. I couldn’t believe it was finally leaving this place. It didn’t seem so long ago that I was a nerdy kid with weird religious parents. They wanted to protect me and keep me safe under their wing. But they couldn’t anymore. I was finally free.
We arrived at the airport at about 8:30 am and it was packed. I couldn’t wait to get on the plane and wait for my journey to begin. Nothing could be more exciting then being on my own. Well not totally on my own, I mean I had Emily with me too. The plane ride wasn’t so bad. About 5 hours non stop to New York. We landed at LaGuardia, where we then took a bus the rest of the way. That was about 3 and a half hours. I didn’t enjoy the bus ride one bit. I was already tired from the plane and now I was on a bus. It could have been worse though we could have taken a bus the whole way.
We got to Binghamton at about 5 pm. I was starving. I didn’t even want to find my room yet. I needed food. I asked Emily if she was hungry. She said she was. So we went to the cafeteria. We got some pizza and were then set off to find our rooms. We of course were roommates as you would have guessed. We were on the third floor of the Westman building. Three floors was a lot. Especially with all the bags we had to carry. When we reached our floor, we looked up and down the hall. I guessed we should go left to find 3e our room. Thank god I guessed right. I don’t think either of us had the energy to continue any farther. When we walked in, the first thing I did was call the bed by the window. Emily was mad I had said it first. “You Bitch” she said in an exhausted voice. “I wanted that bed. No fair.” “Well fair’s fair.” I said “ I called it first.” We Didn’t have the energy to argue anyway so we just said ‘screw it’ and laid down. I awoke later that night. Hungary as hell and wanted some food. I went over to Emily’s bed to find her not in it. Then I saw the light on in the bathroom. I said “Hey Emily you wanna get some food? I’m starving.” She said “Yeah give me a minute, I’ll be right out.” Together we walked down stairs not noticing that it was 3am and everyone was still up and partying. Not knowing where anything was, we asked some girls where we could get some food this late. They said, “Try the cafeteria?” and laughed as we walked away. How were we suppose to know their were things opened this late. I was really beginning to like college even though this was only my first day. Back home nothing would have been opened at this time of night.
We got a few smiles from some guys and even some girls while walking down the stairs. Girls looking at me? I thought to myself. This is weird. But hey it’s college. People love to experiment. Right before we reached the cafeteria building, some guy said “hey” and stopped us on the sidewalk. “You’re both new here aren’t you?” I said “yeah. But how would you know that?” He said “Well for starters, Your both Wearing your high school track sweatshirts. If you had gone here for a while it would have probably said Binghamton.” “Oh. Yeah probably” I said with a half smile on my face. “You guys want to come to a party my buddy is having ? It’s gonna be pretty wild.” Not knowing whether to accept I looked at Emily. She nodded to give it an okay and she said, “yeah we’d love to. Were kinda hungry now though so why don’t you tell us where it is and we’ll see you there okay?” He started explain all these lefts and rights and we were so confused. We were new here and had no idea where anything was. So we just said okay and went to get food. We were too hungry to care. By the time we had finished eating it was nearing 4am. We figured ’what the hell why not.’ And headed to what we thought was going to be a normal college party. Boy were we wrong. When we got there, their were a bunch of guys laying passed out on the grass and half naked girls straddling men on the porch. I didn’t know what to say, but ‘Whatever. Were in college now’ I should have probably expected what I saw when we walked in. Guys sitting on the couch smoking weed. Girls dancing to “Sweet cherry pie” while straddling a pole in the corner. I wasn’t so bad ass after all. Not that I ever was before or anything. But hanging out with Emily made me think so sometimes. This wasn’t all new to her. She said, “Let’s go do some shots.” Me being a virgin to liquor and wanting to try some said “Okay.” I had drank before, well I don’t know if sneaking a sip or you mom’s wine at dinner counted. But to me it did. We got over to this table with a whole bunch of liquor. I said to Emily, “Remember I’m new at all this, and I know your not. So don’t kill me here.” She said, “I know Janie, I won’t don’t worry.” She had started to call me that my Junior year in high school. I guess she thought that with my new looks and appearance Janie would fit better than plain old Jane.
At about 6:30 we started to walk home. Or we at least tried. We kept holding on to each other reassuring one another that we were fine. Being drunk was fun I thought. That was until, we got back to our dorm. I started to feel a little sick and went straight to the bathroom. I could here, “Janie are you ok? Are you?” But I was too sick to answer her. Emily made her way to the bathroom already sobering up because she had drank before, unlike me. I said “I love you” to her. And she said, “ sweetie I love you too.”
I asked her if she could stay there with me and keep me company until I felt better. She got me a wet washcloth and put it on my neck and said, “ You know I’ll always be here for you. I wouldn’t leave you.” I remember waking up in the bathroom about an hour later leaning against the bathtub. Emily was sleeping next to me. I guessed she must have dosed off. I tried to get up not realizing I was still drunk. And fell against the sink. Emily woke up and said, “hey, hey take it easy. Let me help you.” I agreed as she led me to my bed. She sat me down and said, “if you need me anymore tonight, just yell my name and I’ll come to you. Do you need anything?” She asked. I said, “Can you sleep next to me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.” Feeling bad for letting her get that drunk in the first place, she agreed. Shortly after they fell asleep in each others arms.

[ktg205]

i really like your story, can't wait for the next update

[puppydog32jr]

I Like This Story, Its Really Cool! Can't Wait For Another Update!

[RangerFan]

short update.....Chapter 3

Waking up the next morning was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My head was throbbing and my stomach felt like it was being ripped out. I sat up in my bed, holding my head. How much did I drink last night? I said aloud. “Like 5 Shots”. I heard from the bathroom. It was Emily, she had just gotten out of the shower. She was drying her hair with a towel and said, “I’m sorry I let you drink so much last night. I mean I started to and then I guess I didn’t keep track of you.” I said it was okay. I mean it was. What did I care, it was my first time, so I figured it was about time I was experiencing some things. We never did end up seeing that guy who stopped us last night there. He probably didn’t go, or was in a room with some random girl trying to get some. I couldn’t believe it was only a week away from our classes starting. I was taking some English classes for my English major, while Emily was taking some art classes. She always seemed to be the more artistic type in school, but you’d never know it in high school. She would mostly cover that part up. The main thing that caught your eye, was her gorgous asshole boyfriend. They were always together, that’s until he cheated on her and we became friends.
I couldn’t wait to get in the shower. I felt like crap and needed to relax. I started to think of what their was to do today, but I couldn’t get past this headache. Emily walked out of the bathroom and said, “here take this, you’ll feel better.” She handed me an advil, and I gladly took it and said, “thanks.”

[Rah!Rah!Replica]

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[OsMahogany]

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