It was my first day of eighth grade. Oh joy. I got up thirty minutes early just to make sure my hair and makeup was perfect. I have to make the best first day impression. My new outfit I saved up for layed on my bed and was glamouros (If you call department store clothing that). I tugged on the white camisole when my phone buzzed.
It was Emily, ELLIE, make sure you pack deodorant I heard P.E is real tough this year!!!
Thank god she reminded me. I would drop dead if I forgot my deodorant. Emily was always a life saver. She was smart, but totally geeky. It made her a easy target by the posers. The posers were the populars. Me and Em called them that because the way they acted was pathetic and they walked like they were on the runway or something.
This year I decided not to let them get to me. I replaced my ugly clothing tags and sewed on some famous brands. Its gonna kill the posers when they see my new outfits from Calvin Klein. Ok i know its a long shot but whatever. It's better than total humiliation by my piers.
Their was a knock at the door and I grabbed my bright, pink backpack and dashed for the front of the house. I turned the knob to see my best friend waiting for me with a huge smile on her face. "ELLIE," she screamed and we hugged and did our little cheesy first day of school things. "Im so excited!" Emily squealed, " we are so grown up!"
"Ok, ok save your excitement for college!" I said taming her in a instant.
"Well what are you waiting for Em, let's go be big, bad eighth graders!"
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The Understudy
Teen FictionEllie and Emily are best friends. They do everything together and are inseperable. Until 8th grade year. The posers are tougher than ever, and the girls friendship is breaking. Then there's the big audition. One part, more than one girl. How long wi...
