Curse Me, I'm Popular PG-13

Chapter 1

Everyday is the same thing. I go from class to class with everyone adoring me in between passing periods. I wink at girls, they almost faint. I acknowledge boys, they look like they won the lottery or something. Would I change it? Fuck no. It took me to long to take my place as everyones wet dream and I'm keeping it. Ferris McKingly, the name on everyones tongue: my name. I'm on the short side with short blonde hair with slight curls. I'm built like an ox with perfect skin and brown eyes that my girlfriend, Serinna, says 'are like chocolate chips melted in the oven'. Sappy right? But it makes me feel good about myself so whatever. It was just after winter break. It's muddy and cold out but that's what happens in the middle of fucking Nebraka. I can't wait to leave. I'm going to California as soon as the end of the graduation ceremony. With Serinna, no looking back. I'm getting ready in the morning for school at Douglas High, my school. I put on a grey t-shirt and black jeans. I fumble a little in the dark for my contacts. I wore glasses for as long as I could remember. Or need them I should say. I ditched thoes stupid things freshman year. Who has ever heard of a four eyed popular kid? I found somthing but it wasn't my contacts. Something sharp. I pricked my finger on it.

"Ouch!' I called out and jerked away. My finger was bleeding. I sucked on it, trying to find what the hell that was. It was a broken glass shard from...somewhere. I tried to think of where it could have come from when I picked it up and it cut my hand. I dropped it.

"Ow! God Dammit!" What the fuck!? I didn't even touch it that much! I ran into the bathroom and with blurry vision I wrapped up my wounded hand. God, where are my stupid contacts!? I went back into my room and searched everywhere for them. They weren't in my drawers or on my nightstand. I finally found them on top of my wall mirror by the door. Yeah, I have a wall mirror, shut up. I grabbed them, racking my brain for how they could have gotten up there. I don't have any siblings to mess with me and my parents are never home (including now) so how they'd get up there? I coudn't think about it to much because I was running late. I slipped on my shoes and jacket, grabbed a piece of toast and my keys and headed out the door. In the driveway was the new car my parents had bought me for my sixteenth birthday. It was shiny, silver and expensive. I unlocked the door and was about to get in when someone said something.

"Wow, the runway super model that just had sex look is great on you. Seriously. I mean it." it was laced in sarcasm. I turned around to face the weirdest kid in school and my neighbor, Violet Mace. She would always wear purple and black, and today was no exception. She was in a baggy purple sweater and stretchy black pants with a purple beanie, gloves and scarf on. When I say "baggy" I mean "normal sized but she's a skeleton so it hangs off her". Seriously, the girl is more skeleton wearing skin than a person. She's been like that ever since sophmore year. Which is why everyone thinks she's anorexic (which is a rumor that I may have started). I glared at her and she glared back with pale blue eyes and dirty blonde hair in her face.

"Fuck off, Violet. Go bother someone else" I growled. She rolled her eyes.

"Oh great comeback. Really original there-" almost everything she says is sarcastic, "Besides, nobody is as fun to pick on as you." she poked my chest.

"How about you go drown in a lake,hm? Do the rest of Omaha a favor" I shot back. Her teeth clenched and dug her fingers into her palms.

"I hope demons crawl out under your floorboards and rip out your soul as Satan himself rapes you in the ass." This is why people think she's a freak. She's into all this weird demon and ghost stuff, telling everybody about it. We all think she joined a cult (again, I may have started that rumor).

"Freak!" I spat and got in my car, turning the engine on.

"Bitch!" she shouted and kicked my front tire before I sped off. I've known her forever and I will hate her forever. Nobody even knows we're neighbors and thank God or I'd be shunned for even living near the school freak. I just wish I could avoid her forever. Or until I break her so she'll make her parents transfer schools.