How to lie ✔️

Chapter 12

***a table at lunch***

   A table at lunch.

   The hardest thing to do when your Elliot Rose Ramble.

   The jocks were scared of you, the populars hated you, the nerds were glaring at you, and the goths were mad at you.

   I quickly ran over to the white table in the corner.

   That's where I usually sat with Ryan.

   "Hey Els." He said as he sat down, with some sort of meat.

   The worst part of not being popular: not being the premium student anymore.

   Man, did I miss those salads.

    But it looked like I didn't have to miss them for much longer.

   "Elliot! Hi!" The leader of the popular girls came over and sat next to me.

   "Hey Clare." I smiled, and took a sip of my water bottle my French braided hair falling down my back.

   "We heard what you did during 5th period." She whispered, looking around.

   "Yeah, whatever." I shrugged.

   "That was pretty smart of you. I didn't know you still had it in you." She whispered again.

   Again, I just shrugged.

   "Alright so the main reason I'm here...we want you to be popular again. Come join us." Clare asked.

   "You want me? To be popular again?" I stuttered, utterly shocked.

   "Well why not? If your the Elliot that ruled the school before, why can't you do it now? I'm tired of my position, and all my other girls are untrustworthy." She lied. Clare was best friends with her girls. She trusted them with her life, and it was actually put to the test once.

   "Sure." I replied, accepting the request.

   Was I really going to be the Elliot I once was again? Going out to parties? Witnessing murders? Going to the mall? Gossiping about other girls? Dating popular jocks?

   Well, how could I not?

   "Awesome. Welcome back Elliot." Clare smiled and gave me a hug. Clare was not Sarah. The welcome wasn't the same.

   "Elliot hold on, your going to be popular again? Is that what you really want?" Ryan asked, looking into my eyes.

   Truth was, I did miss that life.

   But I was a better person now.

   But that more adventurous life...

   I turned to Ryan.

   "Hell yes that's what I want, you little scrub."

*

   It wasn't the same. The popular girls, I mean. You had Clare, me, Kylie, Emerson and Kyle. But you had Kyle who was dating Clare, and Emerson who was dating Kylie. It was weird, I was like the 5th wheel if that's a thing.

   But it was sweet being popular again.

   "Move punk." I ordered as my locker neighbor was blocking a hair of my space. She quickly slammed her locker shut and ran away. What a little chicken.

   "Ellie!" Clare yelled as she met up with me at my locker.

   "Hey Clare." I smiled and closed my own locker.