Short "chapter" just to see how many people read this. Vote if you want me to continue this story, which will be filled with desperation and a lot of teenage drama!!
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4 months ago.
"Hey, newbie."
I froze, because I knew that voice, and I knew that they were talking to me. I didn't know whether that was a good or a bad thing.
I looked up to see Jessica Kallister, the Queen Bee, staring down at me. Unlike the way she stared at most people, she was actually looking nicely at me. The two cronies that flanked her didn't look menacing, like they usually do, but they looked rather relaxed- pulling out pocket mirrors and checking out their reflection, and the other was looking around the classroom, flirting with all of the hot boys that looked back at her and smiled, trying to get her to come over.
"Hey, Jess. What's up?" My feeble attempt at sounding cool came out a bit twisted, but I still felt pretty confident. Like, come on, plastics are no-brainers. What can they do to me that will actually hurt me?
They seemed pretty nice now. But I'm not convinced, personally. Like I said, they are plastics and they are absolute no-brainers. It's all makeup and no intelligence.
Now how smart am I? Just figures that what they say next changes that.
"Do you wanna come sit with us?"
My first instinct is to say no. Like, come on. Plastic no-brainers asking me to go sit with them. They don't know how dorky I could be. I'm the new girl, just come from another school, for all they know I could be some sort of drug dealer, a suicidal homo or a teenage rapist.
But I, Daphne Caulfield, made the most life-changing decision a teenage girl could make at this time.
"Yeah, ok."
As they smiled and got back into their seats, I got my stuff and sat in the desk next to the other 3.
Daphne Caulfield, 16, and entering the popularity game.
Not intending to hurt anyone with the stereotypes, I have a few friends who will snap at this but I am the second in that very stereotypical paragraph. No offence intended.
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