Miss nobody strikes back

Hanna

Chapter One

Hanna's POV

Life in high school isn’t all roses. Mine was less of roses, being a poor girl in an elite school. I got a scholarship at Lincoln High, a prestigious school. I must say, I finally put my intelligence to good use.

I am Hanna Smith, an average girl, standing 5ft 6, with red curly fiery hair, green eyes, and a pale face with little freckles. Yeah, I wasn't the prettiest girl you know. But my twin sister was pure perfection. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, flawless skin, and an angelic voice. Even my parents favor her more and call her the perfect sister, while I was considered the other sister.

I wasn't pretty, but I was book smart. I must say I took all the intelligence from both my sister and parents. I was very shy and mostly in my room, either reading, writing, or watching my favorite shows. We were poor in our family, meaning we ate three times a day. I was honestly content with my parents, but my sister Claire was always looking for new things to wear or buy.

We both got scholarships into the same high school, even though I knew my parents must have spent their savings bribing her in. They spoiled Claire to the core because she was a weak baby. She always had excuses for her nonsensical behavior. I tried as much as possible to get out of her way because if you fought her, she would begin the waterworks, and that fooled my parents.

I was an outcast at Lincoln High, a school where all elite kids attend. It was really hard for me to blend in. They could tell you were poor, even though we all wore the same uniform. They'd know if your socks weren't Limited Edition, your shoes, bag, and other things. It even went as far as your pen. They knew we weren't rich and isolated themselves from us, but somehow Claire was able to get their attention. She was more of a social butterfly than I was. I mostly stayed in the library, ate alone, and did things alone.

The only person who made my life at Lincoln High less annoying was my boyfriend Shane. He was a rich kid, and I somehow managed to get his attention, and we started dating. He was handsome, sheer perfection. He's very nice and didn't care that I was a poor kid. My sister was quite jealous that an ugly duckling like me would get a handsome, rich boyfriend.

I didn't exploit his richness, even though he'd stop by and buy me things. I offered to return them, but he refused. He wasn't afraid to show his affection in school, which made people stare at me and make different comments, but I didn't care. At least they didn't have the guts to say it in front of me.

Today was a Monday morning. I just finished getting ready for school. My curly red hair was packed in a bun, and I wore my big glasses. I took my bag and went downstairs. Mom had already finished preparing breakfast. We all sat at the dining table.

"Mom, I'm tired of taking a sandwich to school. Why can't we have something like sushi or steak, something fancy? My friend just came back from Japan, and she keeps bragging about the awesome food they ate there," Claire, my twin sister, said. She was looking pretty, her long silky blonde hair falling around her nice soft features. She wore a little makeup which added to her beauty.

"I'm sorry, dear, we don't have such money. With all the bills piling up, for now, that's all we can afford," my mom said, trying to reason with Claire, which was something impossible.

"Thank God we got you girls in that school on a scholarship," my dad added. I was silent throughout breakfast, listening to Claire's everyday complaints. When I was done eating, I said, "Mom, Dad, thank you for the food," excusing myself as I took my plate, placed it in the kitchen sink, and made my way to the door.

"Hanna, aren't you going to wait for your sister?" I heard my mom say from behind. "She has friends who will accompany her. I have early lessons to take," I said.

"Lessons can wait. You have to care for your twin sister," my mom said. "Mom, she's not a kid, and I can't miss lessons, not on Mondays," I said, trying to convince my mother, but as usual, she won. I hate taking Claire to school. She was an annoying little brat, and when we got to the school gate, she'd disappear into thin air.

When we got to school, I was more excited to see Shane, but for some odd reason, he was quite busy, and I didn't want to interrupt him. Today was his birthday, and he would be throwing a party at his house, so he would be busy. I spent my day in school attending classes, studying in the library, and the like. Thank God today I was invisible in school. They didn't have time to comment on me since they were busy spreading news about Shane's birthday. He was pretty popular in this school. I had already bought him a birthday present, and the clothes I was going to wear were intact.

Everyone in school was invited to his party, and people were quite excited. I wasn't, though, because I hate parties. Anywhere there is a wide crowd, loud music—just not my thing. It was an evening party.

After school, Claire was nowhere to be found. She was ten minutes younger than I was, but you wouldn't know. She claimed to be even more mature than I was. I didn't look for her. Instead, I walked out of school, took my bike, and rode home. I walked into my room, took a nice shower, and brought out the clothes I was going to wear.