Not So Miss Popular [Keaton Stromberg Fan Fiction]

Chapter 2

Helloooo Nikki here! I am so sorry for the wait but I am back to writing and hopefully this chapter will be fairly long (ish) and you'll like it so... yeahhhh...

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Chapter 2

Lake's P.O.V.

"Hunter!" I groan. "You know I hate shopping! Especially for school stuff! This sucks."

"Oh shush," he's walking a little bit in front of me, but I can practically hear his eyes roll. "Stop acting like a 10 year old Lake, you need stuff for school and so do I actually."

"Blah blah blah can we just get this over with." I huff.

Most girls would love to go shopping. However I am burdened with the abnormality which makes me anything but 'most girls'. You see, there are the girls who come to school in full makeup with skirts that are at a ridiculously short length. And then there's me: jeans, band tee, hoodie, converses, and no makeup. That's just the way I like it. I'm not a cheerleader, or a nerd, or a goth, or a popular. I'm just me. Lake Summers. And that's just the way I like it. I belong to my own clique.

I mean sure, I have Hunter - he's more than my best friend, he's like a brother. I mean, ever since Noah left for the army, Hunter was all I had. At school. though, I didn't see him very much... and this year I was going to see him a lot less, since he's going into his senior year and I'm just a junior. Sure at lunch I'd see him, but a lot of the time he had football practice, or some other extra curricular. So yes, I was the loner. I was that girl. But hey, nothing wrong with that right?

"Lake hurry up!" Hunter calls back - he was about 10 feet ahead of me.

"Coming mother." I grumble. Then add: "You know I can feel you rolling your eyes at me."

The mall was pretty busy today, but considering the fact that school starts on Monday this was to be expected. I follow Hunter into WHSmith's to look for some stationary. [A/N: idk if they have that in the US, but you know :P]

Once we have everything we need, Hunter finally lets us go to Hot Topic - the one of the only stores where I actually like to shop.

"Oh... my... god..." I freeze, looking at what was before me. "It's here!" I squeal, running to the Party Poison Killjoy jacket on the rack. I had been trying to get hold of a Killjoy jacket for so long, and ever since My Chemical Romance broke up I hadn't been able to find one anywhere. Yet here one was, and it was all mine... but as I pick it up off the rack, someone else grabs it too.

Oh hell naw.

"Um excuse but I believe this is mine." I hold on to the hanger, and look up at the idiot who was trying to take it away from me.

Oh shoot.

"Well excuse me but I believe that this belongs to the store until somone's buys it." He smirks.

The thing about me is, I prefer to remain under the radar. So when Keaton Stromberg wants the jacket I'm holding, then usually I would just let it go and walk away. However I had been wanting a Killjoy jacket for years, and I am not about to give it up now. I don't care who it is that wants this, I am not about to wait around for god knows how long before I find another one. Besides, he won't even remember what I look like by Monday - he has 'Kristen' to think about. So to be honest, it really won't matter what I do.

"I saw it first. I have been waiting for ages so back off dude!" I have no idea where that attitude came from... I guess I do have a little Kristen in me after all.

He looks at me, taken aback for a second, before grinning. "I know you."

Okay what?! He doesn't know me. No one knows me! Unless... I didn't give anything specific about myself while I was 'Kristen' did I? I mean... I don't think I did anyway...

I stop panicking in my head and look at him. "You do?"

"Yeah you're in my grade." He nods.

"Huh. How 'bout that then. Well I really ought to get going now, so I'll just take this-"

"Not so fast." Keaton interrupts, still holding onto the jacket.

"What do you want?" I grumble. I mean, sure he's cute and his awkwardness is adorable, but I'm the invisible girl. The only time I can talk to him properly is through the internet, when I'm not being plain old me anymore.

"Why do you want this jacket?" he asks.

I stare at him like he's an idiot. "Dude, it's a Killjoy jacket. Why wouldn't I want it?" I roll my eyes.

He looks impressed - I have no idea why. "How come I've not seen you around that often?"

Is he being for real? "Okay look I will give you the jacket if, one, you stop talking to me, and two, you tell me which Killjoy jacket this is."

"You know who I am don't you?" he searches my eyes for recognition.

"Well of course I know Emblem3, I've not been living under a friggin' rock this whole time, now answer my question." I snap. Wow, I guess Kristen is really taking over today.

He frowns, as if trying to figure something out, but then shrugs and lets the jacket go. "Take it, it's fine."

"Huh..." I look at him. "Thanks... I guess..."

"Oh and by the way - I knew it was Party Poison." He winks before walking off.

"Well that was bizarre." I say to myself. I shrug and go to pay for the jacket; I mean, it's not like I'm going to be in that kind of situation again so why dwell on it? People talk to me, then forget who I am. That's what I like about being me, I'm not someone that people remember and for now that was all I needed.

"I saw you talking to Keaton."

I jump, startled. "Gosh Hunter give a girl a warning!" I glare at him. "And yeah it was pretty bizarre but you know, my powers of invisibility haven't failed me yet." I winked. "He won't remember my face by Monday.

"You know Lake... I feel like this whole invisible thing is more than just the fact that you don't want people to notice you. You're afraid of getting hurt... of letting someone in just so they can walk away again..." he sighs. "Next year I'm going off to university and you're going to need to learn to let someone else in. You can't stay invisible forever Lake."

"Well I sure as hell can try." I snap, walking briskly in front of him to his car.

I like being invisible. I'm good at it. You don't get hurt, you get let down. I've been ignored for such a great part of my life that I've learnt being ignored is the easiest thing to go with... and so far being the invisible girl has had it's advantages.

Besides, if I want to get noticed, I have Kristen. Being noticed is so much easier on the intenet - you can create a whole new identity for yourself and if you get tired of it then it's easy to go back to being invisible again.

Soooo yeah... not as long as I hoped but I tried my best and I hope it's okayy...

AMANDA'S TURN NEXT!

So yahh... stay beautiful!

Nikki x