Choose? (unfinished, 2015)

Chapter 9

<Ravens POV>

My alarm clock screamed obnoxiously, causing me to wake from my lovely sleep.

"Shut up you stupid thing," I grumbled as I messed with the buttons trying to shut it off.

Once it was silenced, I laid on my back trying to convince myself to get up. After a minute, I grabbed my phone from my nightstand, and read through my texts. My older brother, who was now in collage, never failed to send me the worst goodmorning texts ever. This morning it read:

"Wake up, happy-meal"

I rolled my eyes at the stupid nickname, and climbed out of bed. After getting ready in my black ripped jeans, and t-shirt, I went downstairs for a quick breakfast.

"Morning Raven," my mom said over her book.

"Hey mom," I mumbled as I got out some orange juice.

"So, I heard Bethany is joining the school this Wednesday?" My mom asked.

"Um, yeah, I think that's right," I said, pouring myself a glass of juice, and chugging it down.

"That's nice. Be sure to help her feel welcome, Raven." My mom told me.

As I trudged out to my car, I thought about Beth coming to my school. She was pretty, nice, and funny. She could easily be a popular girl at my school. But if she hung out with me, she'd get a bad first impression and be bullied like I was.

I never minded being bullied, I honestly didn't care. But I didn't want to ruin Beth's chances of being popular. I didn't know what to do about that. I decided I would worry about it later, and for now worry about the algebra test I had second hour.

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I don't think I had ever been more relived to hear the bell ring, signaling lunch, then I was today. As soon as I heard the clanking of the old piece of metal, I had swung my leather backpack over my shoulder and raced out the door.

I got in line and paid for the school lunch. Unlike most high school movies and tv shows, my school lunch was delicious, and not too costly. Today I had gotten some thick chicken drumsticks, soft mashed potatoes and some good ole milk. I quickly paid for my lunch and looked for an open table.

I almost always sat by myself since Matt and Cameron are some of the popular guys, and sit with the popular boys. And almost no one knew Cameron and I were dating except for Beth, and Matt.

It was my idea, to keep it a secret. As he knew, everyone in the school thought fairly low about me because of the way I dress. And if Cameron was to be seen with a girl like me, he would be technically shamed from his 'popular people' group. Though he was sad about it, he had reluctantly agreed.

I took a massive bite of the delicious fluffy mashed potatoes and looked around. The infamous 'Queen Rachel' wasn't in the cafeteria yet, and I was cool with that.

Rachel was your typical perfect, beautiful girl. But she was also the type that no dramatic highschool movie could leave out-the Queen jerk.

I nearly gagged when I saw her walk through the cafeteria doors with some random guy at her shoulder. I recognized the boy as Kian, one of Cameron and Matt's friend.

That's nasty.

As she walked by me in her six-inch heels, I nearly drowned in her overuse of sickly-sweet perfume. I tried to make myself as small as possible so she wouldn't see me, but of course, utterly failed.

"Hold on, girls!" She said loudly enough that her little minions could hear.

"What do you want, Rachel?" I said, rolling my eyes. I sat alone at the lunch table and I felt so exposed.