Prologue: Hatred
“Move it! Nerd.” The pack of snotty, kids laughed at they’re kings remark. He shoved me into the locker, trying to provoke me. “Ew! Jayden don’t touch her, you don’t know where she’s been.” His queen, her highness the wicked, Heather squealed. The crowd of kids rejoices at this. I secretly smirk, one more week and I would be back, I would walk away from here and never look back. “What’s wrong with her?” someone from the crowd sneers. I must not have realized I was grinning wildly. “Yeah, why is she laughing?” another inquiries. The laughter dies down instantly. The king, Jayden and his royal b*tch glare. “Whats wrong with you? You little freak!” she screeches frustrated, that I didn’t provide her the entertainment she wanted. If looks could kill, Jayden and Heather would be charged for murder. I straighten myself up and pick up my dropped books while pushing my oversized glasses up, with the same big grin on my face. I was hated at this school, treated like some sort of disease. I guess I should have followed my original plans and stuck to keeping a low profile, but I…couldn’t. Now I was experiencing the after effects of my actions. Never less one more week and this would all be a part of some twisted section of my life. A faded memory, I would never take a second glance on. A group of kids push me back down, pouring an unknown substance on me. The crowd then again erupts into a fit of laughter, pointing at me like I was some sort of animal they see at a zoo. I was infuriated, as I touched the top of my head feeling a yellowy substance. I didn’t understand this, was it always this hard being a nerd? I guess I could care less, because to me this was all a game. But then again, they don’t know that. I know for a fact that they love my other side and if they knew the real me they wouldn’t treat me like this. Most would be on their knees begging me for forgiveness. Then again they don’t know, that I was secretly Caitlyn Mariah Petersans and not Andorra Claminten . To them, it may seem like a way to pass time, harassing and abusing me the poor helpless nerd, that did something that she wasn’t supposed to on her first day, but to me this was all a game and I was in it to win it. Then again they don’t need to know that.
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Just a Game (Watty Awards) (HOLD)
Teen FictionIt's just a game she lives a lie because of a bet. She makes a mistake due to a broken promise. Her lifes a twisted mess, but how does she keep it Together? Simple, to her this is all just a game. But every game has a game over when will hers come...
