The black rose

Every day the same routine. Late to school, wearing the same black eyeshadow, and her hair done the same. A stunning black with red streaks. She was one of a kind, an army of her own. She had no friends, she didnt need any. Looking at her, with her lip piercing, studded choker necklace, and zippered mini-skirt, you would've never thought that a year before she had been a straight-A student with blonde hair as beautiful as the midnight shade it was now. She had been the center of attention at our school. In cheerleading and academic teams. She was an amazing girl with amazing potential. But all that had changed one night when she was 16. It was a chilly fall friday evening and she had planned to go with her friends to go see a movie with her friends. While there, one of her friends Sammie met up with her boyfriend and a group of people he was with. These people were some of the "popular" kids at her school though there was some diversity between them. There was only one common thing between all of these people. It was the desire to have a good time, whatever the cost. Tonight they had been smoking pot and shooting up and had stolen a parents car. They were only at the movie to cause trouble. It was this night that Emily's life changed. At first Sammie just went and hung out with her boyfriend, Ryan. Emily had known Ryan since 5th grade and seeing him like this was like meeting a new person. But soon after Sammie left one of the girls that was with the other kids went and sat next to Emily. She didn't say anything at first but then after a couple of minutes laughed at something in the movie and looked at to the left at Emily. She said "You're Elizabeth right?" Emily corrected her and she laughed. "Sorry I'm not good with names. Mine's Rachel" We started talking and she said she was only her because of her boyfriend. Emily said she was only here with her friend Sammie. She looked to the right and realized Sammie wasn't there anymore. "But..I guess she's gone." Rachel said she thought she saw her leave with Ryan and another guy. Emily sighed and got out of her seat heading for the exit, with Rachel following her. Once outside she found Sammie smoking a joint with her boyfriend and the other guy. Emily was shocked when she saw Sammie and said to Ryan "What the hell kind of boyfriend are you?! Don't let her do that!" Sammie started laughing and said " Don't worry it's just one smoke." Not wanting to argue Emily sat down on the steps next to Rachel. Rachel said to her "I'm sorry about that. I've lost alot of friends to drugs I know how it feels" Emily took a deep breath and sighed "Don't worry about it she'll be alright." That was when the other guy who was with Sammie came over and started hitting on Rachel. Rachel wasn't having any of that. "You know I have a boyfriend Tom" she said. But Tom just kept trying. Rachels boyfriend, Nick, came out of the theatre and saw him trying to touch Rachel. Nick ran and stood between them and said "I think It's time you took us home." Emily reluctantly got in the front seat with Tom, the other four in the back. For about 5 minutes things were going alright but then Tom started speeding up. Emily heard Ryan whooping from the back as the telephone poles passed faster and faster, and yelled for Tom to slow down. Then she realized the light ahead was red. She screamed "Tom stop the light's red!!" But it was to late. They slammed right into the side of a car and Emily was knocked uout by the airbag. When she woke up she found herself in a hospital bed with her parents standing over her. Remembering what happened she said "Where's Sammie! And Rachel! Are they ok? Are Sammie and Rachel ok?!" Her mom started crying and her dad said "Rachel is in intensive care she was hurt badly and Sammie..." his voice trailed off. She knew that the worst had happened but she couldn't make sense of it. All she could do was cry. For the next few days Emily stayed in the hospial but she checked out ok. For a couple of months after she was released from the hospital she saw a counselor about what happened but nothing helped. Emily had changed. She had begun hanging out with different people and doing different things. Her grades plummeted and She was kicked out of cheer. She had nothing left to cheer for. She died her hair black with red streaks and began to look much different. About a year after the accident things did not look so bright for Emily. She had turned to drugs to help cope with the pain of living. Then one chilly, fall, Friday evening she was walking home when she saw someone in front of her house. It was Rachel. She no longer had the black hair she had had a year before the night of the accident. Her hair was blonde and she looked amazing. She stood up and walked towards Emily. Emily was shocked. She noticed that Rachel still had scars on her face. Permanent scars that would be a reminder of that horrible night. Emily and rachel didn't talk. They just embraced each other and cried.1