Merry-Sue: The Girl From BC

Finding Bobby

"Merry-Sue! Becky!" Rachel scrambled down flight after flight of stairs, shouting for the two little misfits who were ruining her school trip.

As Rachel called out hopelessly, Myrna and her croonies were devising a plan. Now, Myrna was a lot of things. Liar, manipulator, evil, fake, ruthless were just frequent examples in a long list composed by almost every student in the school, including Yaksha. But Myrna was not stupid, nor was she the type to jump into anything without elaborate premeditation. I suppose the combination of all those things (and the fact that her family had money certainly didn't hurt) is what made her one of the most popular and most feared girls in school.

There was just one problem. Myrna was a mere 7th grader. Her influence was great, but it always paled in comparison with some of the older kids. She needed another factor, something that would make her so omnipotent, peasants would have no choice but to bow- I mean, people would take her more seriously.

That's where Merry-Sue came in. She was the weird girl who nobody knew anything about. She was like The New Girl 2.0 and Myrna's imagination was seething with possibilities! If only she could bend this girl to her will.

Now, finally, after months of contemplation and waiting for the right opportunity, was the time to strike. The plan was for Yaksha to sneak up to Becky's room and steal her glasses so she wouldn't intervene. Sawyer was to be a lookout for the teachers, while she and Myrna dragged Merry-Sue into their empty compartment. Myrna was observant and she knew exactly what the cave girl and her puny friend had done to themselves and, seeing as how Merry-Sue was running around screaming gibberish, Myrna was 99% sure she had begun hallucinating. Perfect. It would be so easy to convince the naive, unsuspecting cave girl in this half-conscious state that her so-called friends hated her and she ought to join the popular club.

The first part of the plan was successful. Merry-Sue was suprisingly cooperative. However, the one thing Myrna hadn't enticipated was beginning to cause some issues.

"Who're you again?" Merry-Sue slurred. From her point of view, she was perfectly alert and in place, back home in her house on the hilltop. From everyone else's point of view, you could see her wild eyes and shaky limbs.

"Myrna. M-y-r-n-a. Don't you remember me?"

"Am I supp-pp-pposed to?" Merry-Sue stammered.

"Of course!" Myrna cooed in her tamest voice, "I'm your best friend!"

Merry-Sue blinked. It was hard to focus on the person talking to you when collorful little dots swirled all around your field of vision. Her eyes kept shifting in and out of focus. The words best friend and remember swam throught her mind, mashing together and unfolding again while memories flooded her brain. Finally, Myrna's outline sharpened before her cave eyes. But it wasn't Myrna, it was her long-awaited friend, Medussa!

"MED! YOU CAME BACK!" Merry-Sue exclaimed. She was beside herself. Suddenly, a very warm wind was envelopping her heart and her whole body was warming up. The collorful dots emblazing hey eyes were fading and now the world was emitting a soft, pinkish glow.

"Excuse me?" Myrna grimaced. She was suddently both worried and disgusted by how much Merry-Sue was sweating. Before she had the sense to remove herself from the situation, though, Merry-Sue had picked Myrna up and flung her over the cave girl's boney shoulder.

"AAAAAAAGH!"

"OH MY GOD!" Sawyer screamed, "SOMEBODY HELP!"

They were both kind of over-dramatic. Then again, how would you feel if a derranged cave girl was suddenly calling you "Medussa" and flinging you upside-down?

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