The Girl You Never Noticed

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Rapunzel
I stretched in my bed early Monday morning. As usual, I woke up before my alarm. I did my usual routine to get ready for another long day of school. I quickly ran downstairs to greet my parents. "Morning, Mom! Morning, Dad!" I shouted as I slid down the railing.

"Good morning, Rapunzel," Dad replied from behind the local newspaper. His graying eyebrows were furrowed, obviously upset over something he read.

"Someone's unusually bubbly this Monday morning." Mom teased as she passed me a cereal bowl. I poured myself some breakfast and munched away. Peter, my little brother, was already stuffing his face with a bowl of cereal. He had green eyes like me, but he had brown hair. I loved that child, but he always has to follow me everywhere.

"Today me and Jack-"

"Jack and I." Mom corrected, making Peter snicker.

"Whatever. Today we get to go the elementary school to help the kids get ready for homecoming." I explained. In two weeks, our school will be celebrating homecoming. We'll have the cliché parade that the whole town participates in, the guys ask girls dance, of course the cheesy coronation, and the overrated home football game.

"Is this for your child care class?"

"Yeah."

"Speaking of homecoming, do you know who the candidates are?" Dad questioned as he took a sip from his blue coffee mug.

"No, but I know for sure that Elsa Delle and Eugene Fitzherbert will be on there no doubt." I replied. Elsa Delle and Eugene Fitzherbert are the school's power couple. They're everyone's goals.

"From what I've heard, they're very nice kids." Mom commented. I shrugged my shoulders and placed my dirty dish in the sink.

"Well, I've got to go. Bye!" I called as I grabbed my backpack off the kitchen floor. Peter is only in third grade, so I never have to drive him around. Mom usually drops him off on her way to work.

"Bye, Rap! Drive safe!" They waved as I shut the door behind me. I hopped into my car and drove to the worst place in the world. School. It's not like I'm bullied or I don't have any friends, I just hate been trapped in the same building all day. I want to leave and experience things personally, not read about them in worn-out textbooks that have multiple dirty pictures drawn in them from immature boys. I want to live this world from my own eyes, not from some random pictures taken from some random people.

"Rap, how are you doing this lovely morning?" Jack greeted as I walked to my locker. As usual, he was texting on his phone, leaning against my locker.

"Better than normal."

"Let me guess, Peter complemented you this morning?" He teased. I smiled and shook my head no as I unlocked my locker. I grabbed my history books and looked into my mirror. My stubborn blonde strands of hair were in my green eyes. I blew them away and shut my locker.

"Jack, how do I look?" I asked. Jack has been my best friend since I moved here in the third grade. Long story short, when I was a baby I was kidnapped by some old lady. I wasn't found and returned to my parents until I was about nine. To help remove those traumatic memories, my parents moved us to a small town across the country.

"Hmmm, you need to pull your shirt down a little, it looks a little baggy on the front," Jack replied. I did as he said and he nodded in approval. "Looks good."

"Thanks." I smiled. We walked together to our next class, listening to the random chatter coming from our fellow student body in the crowded hallway.

"So, did you finish your math homework?"

"Of course."