Hi! So this is my first story, i am going to let my friend RealMadrid1D do some of the work as well. So i hop you enjoy
Summary:
Allison Mavrick is the biggest nerd at Westford South High. Or so she is told. She thinks that she will never get a date a Westford South High for the Sweetheart dance coming up, but when Cassidy Harold , the biggest model in the U.S, comes to town to find a special girl to give a makeover on. Will Allison finally get the attention she deserves? Or will it all go crashing down?
Games
"Allison!" Cory, my little sister, calls to me.
"What Cory?" I ask.
"Can, you tie my shoe?" She asks and pushes her Nike's in my face.
"Fine." i say and tie them. "Cory, you are in third grade. I can't keep tying your shoes because you don't feel like it." I say and she huffs.
"But, sis, it's too much work!" She says. I roll my eyes. She always remindes me of Claire Cook, the most primp and proper girl in our school. She can't to anything, plus, she is a total bitch.
"Allison." My mom comes up behind me, carrying my Solar System model.
"Oh, thanks." i say and take it from her. I walk to my Tropical Ocean smelling bathroom and brush my teeth. I make sure to get in between the brakets of my braces. I grab my bands and hook them on the side of my mouth. I open and close my mouth to stretch them out.
I hear the bus as i run out the door. I hitch my pink Jansport bag up my back and push my 'nerd' glasses up my face. Claire walks by my locker with her group and says, 'This is the Nerd species. They are very common in this school.' is what she says everyday then smirks. I would roll my eyes and slam my lock shut as they laugh.
As i climb up the steps, i freeze. I hear laughter. No, NO! this can't be right! I think as i slide quietly in my usual spot.
"Hey, you wanna find a nerd and pick on 'em?" I hear one of Claire's minions, Emily, say as she scans the aisles.
She passes mine, looks back and grins. Damn!
"Found one!" Emily squals as Claire walks over, her pink polka-dot Fendi purse clutched to her body.
"Who is the little slut?" Claire asks as she stop in front of Emily.
"You." i spit back at her and she glares as her hand reaches into her designer purse.
"What a liar." She says.
"No, your dad is a liar. Does he tell you you're pretty?" I ask and she nods happily.
"See," i say "Liar."
She screams through her teeth and storms away. I grin and pull out a piece of Hubba Bubba Bubblegum. I stick the square in and chew.
"That little skank just said i was a bitch!" Claire squeals and looks at her compact disk as she apllies her quadrillianth layer of Cherry-licious, her signature flavour.
Let the games begin.
