Trapped In A 80's TV Show

Chapter 1- Plot

"I cannot believe that witch!" I shouted pacing back and forth in front of the couch Remy was sitting on.

I was furious. Rose my archenemy had spread rumors about me and every one is calling me fat herpie instead of Harper. Herpes, really that is a low blow I'll tell you that. And none of those rumors are true. I would have accepted fat Harper but herpes? Hell no!

Remy sat on the couch watching me pace letting me vent. He knows all to well not to talk or approach me when anger. Last time that happen everything had gone bad and he ended up with a broken nose.

Remy became my best friends since 7th grade ever since he saw the other kids pick on me because of my weight. And from there it was history. He knows everything about me and I know everything about him and I feel like we click together, even though he doesn't realize it yet.

"It's not that bad" he said a little of his Irish accent slipping up, and trying to console me.

I stopped pacing and slowly turned to him with a face saying are you serious? "She told the whole school that I have herpes and that I caught it by a fat plummer. Do you know how many people avoided me, Remy?"

"Since you put it that way" he said looking down and started playing with his cell phone. After checking something in his phone he put it in his pocket and looked up at me with a smile. "Come on let's get out of here and cheer you up. I know a great place you can let loose" he said standing up.

"Nothing is going to cheer me up"

"Hip, this will all fade over in a couple weeks" Hip was my nickname.

"And with dorks like me they don't, you a-hole. You are one of the most popular guys in school and my best friend. That is why Rose is out to get me, I think"

"Rose is harm-" I glared at him with a death scare and he stopped talking. Remy is just defending her cause they use to go out with each other. She tried to push me out of his circle and Remy caught on and dumped her in front of the school. And she's had it for me ever since.

"Did you forget what she tried to do when you guys were together? Or do you want me to refresh your memory?"

"Okay. She's bad. But-"

I looked at him waiting for him to defend her on her behalf. But he sighed.

"Okay, I have nothing" he checked his phone once again making me frustrated.

"Why do you keep checking your phone? Am I boring you? Do you have somewhere better to be?"

"Oh, come on, Harper. Don't be like that. I was just-"

I cut him off "Shut it. I don't want to think about what happen to okay. Let's just watch some TV and never speck of this again"

He nodded and grabbed the remote from the the coffee table. Turning the channel one of my favorite 80s TV shows A different matter was on. "Wait, wait wait, stop right there I love that show"

"Oh come on. You see this show like all the time. Let's watch something else for a change, like The Bourne Identity or The Hills Have Eyes" he said waving the remote around "Or better yet Warm Bodies you love that romantic stuff anyways"

"It's not the same and you Know it" I reached for the remote and Remy takes it out of my reach. I climb over him to get it but his long arms was to far. So I did the only thing left to do. I pretend cry.

"Hip, don't cry. I'm sorry here have it back" he said his Irish accent slipping out. His accent is one of the reason why he's popular and why all the girls Swoon over him. Including me, but I don't show it. I will never, in a million years, tell him how I feel because I know he doesn't feel the same way about me.