"Ugh, we do this every time Nick. Why can't we do something else? Like, go swimming, water skiing, and just not…this?" We were in the parking lot of Walberg High School and I couldn't be more impatient.

"But this is so much fun Alexis." Nick smiled as he said those lines seductively making me want to vomit.

"You're a real pervert you know that?" I retorted in revolt with a raised eyebrow as Nick just smiled like the words didn't phase him at all.

"Look, Nick, I don't want to sound like a snobby bitch, but I don't have to stay with you at all. You know, the only reason we got together is because my dad wanted me to have a 'man' in my life."

Nick almost fell to the ground laughing as he propped his shoulder on the hood of his grey mustang car.

"That may be, but your dad and mine both are business partners and wanted YOU to go with a man who can actually support you. Unlike that sack of shit over there." Nick pointed to a scrawny looking junior who was on the football team, but only as water boy. I turned to look as well, and looked down in pity at him.

"He's not a worthless sack of shit, Nick. He may be a less stout man, and he may not be as well off as you and me. However, he is a human being, and capable of having feelings. Unlike some other 'sack of shit' for a boyfriend that I am going to dump on his sack of shit ass. Who can also take his sack of shit books out of my locker when his sack of shit body walks by next time." I walked out of the parking lot leaving the worthless sack of shit behind.

"She'll be begging me to come back." Nick said softly as he drove out of the parking lot of our high school.

I was walking down the side-walk towards my house, or should I say mansion, when a blue car passed by. Thinking nothing of it I continued walking, until I heard brakes screeching to a halt. When I turned around to see what was going on the blue Honda was parked to the side of the street. My brow knitted in confusion, what were they doing?

Just as I was about to keep walking the door opened and out stumbled a raggedy girl. She looked sort of familiar but a name wasn't registering with her tear stained face. She had short disheveled black hair making her look almost edgy and dangerous which made me look very prissy compared to her. She could be psychotic for all I knew and looked just about it with the blotchy face and dirty clothes. I almost didn't walk over to her but something was wrong and curiosity killed the cat.

Slowly I made my way to a slumped figure on the ground against her car. As I neared I could see the shaking her shoulders made with each violent sob. I put a hand on her back and said quietly, "Are you okay?"

Shaking her head she said, "Go away," without even a single glance to me.

It was disappointing that she wouldn't let me help her but who was I to help? I didn't even know the girl. I removed my hand and turned to leave. "What's your name?" I asked her. After a few moments there was a mumbled response that was incoherent.

Whatever. I had my own issues to deal with and the last thing I needed was getting involved with some crazy girl on the street. I strutted away from her in my trademark pissy walk leaving her there to weep. Outside I was pissed but on the inside everything said to turn back. I didn't listen until she finally said Lena. I slowly turned around to see her look up at me with bright blue watery eyes. A look of sorrow on her face that almost made me want to cry right along with her.

I sighed, and walked over to her and sat next to her down by the side of her car.

"My name is Lena…" She whispered between her slowing sobs. Her black hair wrinkled in her forearms.

"Well, that's a pretty name" I said with a nervous laugh not sure what to expect from this woman. She just looked at me and nodded. I couldn't help but feel sympathy for this girl next to me. I raised my hand to move some of my blonde hair out of my eyes then sighed not really knowing what to say to her. She looked rather poor in class due to her semi stained clothes, and faded ripped jeans.

"So, what's bothering you? If you are feeling up to it?"

"I don't want to talk about it" She said bluntly in a low tone. I got the hint and didn't pressure, but I was still curious as to why she would randomly pullover and start crying.

"So, where do you go to school?"

"Walberg."

"Oh, what year?"

"Senior," she told me. She was in my class?

"Really? I go there, but I've never seen you before. Where's your locker?"

"Yeah, I have that effect on people… By the restrooms"

"Huh, that's close to mine." Then for a second I thought I'd seen her or heard of her before.

"Hey, are you the girl that made that speech on the difference between same sex couples and opposite sex?" It took her awhile to answer as she stared at me. Almost as if she began to lighten up a bit, but then faded.

"Yeah, that was me. Nobody cared though, so why should you now?" She said almost hesitantly, like she didn't want to make me mad or anything. It didn't make me mad, just more sympathetic.

"My father abandoned me…" She said her voice cracking and starting to cry again. I was in shock. Why would a father abandon his daughter?

"…What happened?" Was all I could manage to say. She turned and looked at me again with a look of helplessness in her watery eyes.

"He said he was tired of me mother, my brother, and me…Most of all me…" she began to cry more and I really didn't know what to do. Here was this woman my age abandoned by her father, and I can't do anything…or so I thought till I had an idea.

"Hey, um…why don't you…come over to my place for a bit?" I almost stuttered as she turned her sobbing face to me. Those blue eyes almost surrendered all my compassion away to her as she began to almost brighten up with a rather amazing smile that I'd ever seen before on a female human being before.

"Would you like to come?" I asked softly, and she nodded her head in response with an almost brighter attitude now.