Today I wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a loose white tank top. My hair was in a bun, and a couple strands of hair hung down, framing my face.

And next to my sister, I looked like crap.
Selena had her silky brown hair in a half ponytail and she wore a light pink dress with white heels.

In other words she looked like a model.
School had just got out and I had gotten into the line for the band auditions when Selena showed up. The two of us were at the end.

"When can I go already." Selena whined.

I glared at her.

She whined some more.

The line was slowly shrinking.

"Next!" I heard Jack call out.

"Finally." Selena said and took a step forward.

I grabbed her arm. "I was here first. I'm next." I said walking forward.

I stepped into the room and was greeted by Jack and four other people a girl and three guys.

"Hey." he smiled at me.

"Hey." I said back. "Do you still need a singer?"

"There is an opening left as the lead and if you do good-" Jack stopped talking and his jaw dropped a good five feet. He was staring at something behind me. I turned and saw Selena waving shyly.

Oh no.

The bad feeling returned to my gut.
Jack stood up and rushed over to my sister.

"And who might you be?" he asked her.
"I'm Selena." she giggled. "I'm here to audition."

"Sounds great." he said.

"Should I start?"

"Whenever your ready." he replied without missing a beat.

Now here's the thing about my sister. The only thing she has going for her are her looks. Nothing else.

"We are search lights, not scared of the dark!" Selena squealed off key to P!nk's song What About Us.

Selena sounded terrible, and the other girl even covered her ears and a boy that I think is in some of my classes started to laugh, but covered his mouth to try and hide it. However Jack looked at Selena like she was a goddess or something.

It wasn't only Jack, the other two guys couldn't take thier eyes off her. The guy that was laughing, looked at me as if to ask of Selena was being serious. J gave him am exasperated nod.

Selena finished the song and I could hear actual sighs of relief form the girl and the laughing boy.

"I think we found our lead." Jack said in awe. The other two nodded their heads.

I couldn't believe my ears. How could anyone think that sounded good?

"Your kidding, right?" The girl said.

"Um, we still have one audition left." The laughing boy, who I now noticed was holding drumsticks pointed out.

"Really? I don't think we need to finish." Jack said, looking at Selena. "She has the voice of an angel."

I rolled my eyes.

"Well it was fun and all to waste my time and come hear this angel sing...but I'm going now." I said.

Selena smiled at me. The one girl laughed. Jack blinked as if seeing me for the first time. Then recognition came into his eyes.

"Wait-" he said, but by then I was already out the door.

Wow was this really the person I am in love with? I mean how can I even be in love with someone I hardly know? Up until yesterday I never even spoke to him.

And I thought that maybe he actually liked me.

I shook my head, immeadiately feeling stupid. Hot guys don't like plain girls like me. That's a fact.

Why did I like him anyways?

I exited the school and started to walk home.

Cory, Victor, and Colton were at the doors waiting for me.

I walked past them, not even giving them a second glance. I was too angry to cower down to them today.

"Hey! What's your deal?" Victor demanded.

I ignored him.

He grabbed my arm, forcing me to face him.

"I asked you a question." he spat.

"And I don't feel like answering." I spat back which is something I would never do.

He hit me across the face in anger. The only thing that stopped me from falling back was the grip he had on my arm.

I felt tears fall out of my eyes and Victor let go, realizing what he just did.
My vision  was blurry, however Victor seemed to recover fast and I could sedthe smug expressions Victor and Cory wore.

All three guys had pushed me or called me names, but they never did anything serious.

Until now.

I stumbled backwards, and Colton reached out to me, but I flinched away.
I could already picture the huge bruise my face was going to have.

"I-I'm sorry." Colton said. He seemed in shock at what his friend just did.

"Just leave me alone." I whispered, still in shock myself, before covering my face with my hands and running home.
I needed to find a way to cover this up.
I don't know why but I felt....ashamed.

Selena hadn't made it home yet and I rushed up to my bedroom and locked the door. Maybe some make up would cover it. Or maybe I was lucky and there wouldn't be a mark.

I looked into the mirror and knew immeadiately that I'd have to cover it up with make up.

Great.

I'll figure it out tomorrow, for now I will just stay in my room.

Out of nowhere my phone buzzed.
That was one of two things, my parents (who worked for a travel agency and were never home) or Selena.
It was the latter.

Selena: Hey! Ges wat?

I ignored the message.

Selena: u will nver bliev it

I ignored that one too.

Selena: r u ignring me?

Whatever gave you that idea?

Selena: Ill tel u anyways

Selena: so I became the leed signer of the band. were still wrking out a name so any ideas r welcom ;) and Jack jus ask me out on date!!! I tld him id thnk bout it XD

I should really stop reading this, its making me depressed.

The worst part is that she doesn't mean to rub it in, she's just excited. Its not like she knows any better.

Plus my anger was wearing off and the only thing that bothered me was my now throbbing face.

I could never stay angry for long.
So like the good sister I am, I responded.

Me: Wow! Congrats.

Selena: thx :) an ges wat?

Me: What?

Selena: I got u a plce in the band!

I dropped my phone. I was going to be in the band? I excitedly picked up my phone and replied. Even though my hopes of Jack liking me were crushed, I could still be in the band.

Me: Really?

Selena: o yea! This is purfect 4 u.

Me: Tell me lol.

Selena: u git to b a roadie!

I dropped my phone again, but not in excitement.

This was the least fitting job for me.
I looked at the guitar hanging from my wall, the electric keyboard covered with music sheets over by my window, a karaoke machine on top of my dresser and I also had a drum set in the basement.

The best part of a photographic memory is that I'm also a fast learner and I could play just about every instrument that a band might need and I get to be the roadie.

Instead of throwing my phone halfway across the room, I picked it up and responded to her.

Me: A roadie?

Me: I'm bursting with joy.

Selena: Good. I need u to git ur music stuff set up down stairs an make snacs. Evryone is coming ovr in a hour.

Great. Perfect.

Life is so great, don't you know.