You were in your closet, picking out clothes you were going to wear that day.
It was the first day of your sophomore year of highschool.
"What the hell (y/n)! You're going to be late!" Your mom screams at you. "I know mom!" You yell back, before grabbing your backpack and heading out the door.
When you arrive at school, you see your friends, "Hi guys!" You yell, as you walk closer to them.
"Hey (y/n)," Cindy, your bestfriend, says, "How was your dad's house?"
"Same as usual."
"Hey, babe," Jason says, giving you a kiss on your cheek.
You all are the stereotypical popular kids. You aren't the most popular–that's Cindy–but you're up there.
At lunch, everyone acts odd, and for a moment you think they're avoiding you. But, you instantly shoot that idea down. They're your friends, they wouldn't ignore you.
While walking through the halls, Jason pulls you to the side. He has a different look on his face from this morning. He looks more upset. "We need to talk," he whispers in your ear.
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Just Another One Of Us [Complete]
FanfictionYou are in the popular crowd. When people turn against you, your world turns upside down.