Falling for Fame

Chapter One

Picture of Mal. Played by Mackenzie Mauzy.

Please excuse the mistakes.

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Mal's POV:

Another humiliating day at school, filled with all the people I hate and no one to help me get through it. It wasn't my choice, though.

I've always been the outcast. I was probably the outcast even when I was born. I never fit in like my sister did.

Vangess Regina, my sister and the used-to-be bitch of the school. She graduated so the school got lucky. Me, on the other hand, not so much. Vangess didn't go to college yet because she didn't get a scholarship and we didn't have the money to get her into a college. So she's staying here until we can pay.

I've always been compared to her. By everyone, sometimes even myself. I'll never be as pretty as her or as smart, or as confident. My mom doesn't even like me. I'll never be good enough. That's why I stopped trying a long time ago.

Today was one of the worst days of humiliation I've encountered. The heiress of the Queen Bitch throne, Mia Weldon, decided to really mess with me today. She was probably on her period and needed to take out some anger.

"Well look who it is, the raggedy-ann version of Goldy Locks. I see you're definitely working that outfit in the trashy aisle, but honestly, sweetie, a stray dog could dress better than you," Mia said as she walked up to me. Her pack of four wild cats laughed like she said the funniest thing in the world.

"Oh, Mia, I see you're still going with the loud, obnoxious, and annoying look that you've had since first grade. Let me say, it really suits you," I replied to her with a smug look on my face. And I was completely telling the truth

"Whatever," the group said in unison.

"Yeah, and I also see you're still hanging out with your group of trolls as usual. Which one of them told you that dogs pick out fancy outfits and clothe themselves, because actually a stray dog is smarter than the five of you combined," I said. The girls gasped in unison as the other kids in the hallway went oooohhhhhh because of my sweet burn. Or at least they did in my head.

"Have a nice day ladies." I spun on my heels and walked away.

I honestly should have known they were going to get me back. These girls were ruthless. I should have been expecting it.

It was lunch when this happened, the thing that seriously humiliated me.

I was sitting at my usual back corner table, the only one that people would isolate. Someone probably would have sat here if I didn't. Someone came walking up behind me. I didn't turn around because I thought they were just walking past to get to their table.

"Oh, Maaaallll," someone called my name in a sing-song voice.

I turned around to see who was calling me. All I saw next was hot spaghetti noodles coming toward my face.

It burned when it hit me, bad. It wasn't that bad, because they weren't that hot, but it hurt nevertheless. There was no sauce on them, so nothing would stain. The noodles were all in my hair, all over my face, and clothes.

"That's what you get, noodle locks," I heard Mia say.

"Noodle Locks, Noodle Locks," her pack chanted.

I was raging. I felt like I needed to punch something, and Mia's face would've been a perfect target. But I couldn't see so I'd have to punch her later.

I got up out of my seat so fast, and I was on my way to the door. I ran into a couple walls but I eventually made it out.

I ran all the way to the bathroom and I didn't stop until I got there. I grabbed a paper towel and ran it under some cold water. When it was pretty much soaked, I wrung it out and dabbed it at my face. I stung a little, but that just made me angrier.

What did I do wrong, I thought, I never did anything to her. Why does she hate me?

Mia and I used to be best friends. She was the outcast along with me, with her braces, glasses, and extremely nerdy personality. I was just the outcast in acts and looks. All of that ended in freshman year. When I saw Mia, the braces were gone, the glasses were gone, even her personality, gone. I tried to talk to her when she was with her friends, the juniors, but all she did was laugh and call me a loser. Our feud has gone on ever since.

I skipped the rest of school and just went home. I'm sure my family will be happy to see me, I thought sarcastically.

I got home and let myself in with my key.

"What are you doing here?" Vangess asked me from the couch when I was inside.

"I live here," I answered in a bored tone.

"You know what I mean. What are you doing here so early? And why is your face red?" She asked.

"Why is your face red?" I repeat to her.

"What? My face is not red." Vangess clutched her face like she could feel if it was red.

"It's about to be," I said threateningly.

"Ugh, shut up." She got up and left to go to her room.

I went to the kitchen to make myself some food since I didn't get to finish my lunch. I found Dad sleeping with his head on the table and papers spread out around him.

I smiled to myself. He must've had a rough day.

I decided not to wake him up because he'll probably get mad at me for being home early from school. I got myself a snack and headed up to my room.

After I ate, I put in my earbuds and listened to music on my iPod until I fell asleep.

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Hey guys! This is my very first romance book and I'm excited to see how it will turn out.

I have a certain way to write this book to make sure I finish it. I wrote and published the first chapter and then I'll publish every five chapters in. So when I finish the next five chapters, I'll update.

So, how do you like Mal? She's cool, right? I hope so.

Thanks for reading.

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