she was popular. he was new. he was her way out.
✧ second place in the Chaos Awards! ✧
Kendra Ross is popular. Everyone knows that, and she makes sure of it. She's your stereotypical popular girl; lip gloss, crushes, drama, heels, crop tops, and fa...
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I rip my stupid "crop top" camp shirt off.
I'm so tired of this. I'm done being popular. I shouldn't be. It's not me. And I don't even know who I really am.
I'm done with this. I'm done. I am done. Done.
I pull on the baggiest sweatshirt I can find and pull the hood on. Then I pull on the strings until only my eyes are visible, like the antisocial potato I really am.
I flop on my bed, closing my eyes and focusing my breathing, warm and trapped against my sweater.
I keep thinking about Kit. What a moron. When she laughed at me. When her friends, including Nikki, laughed along with her.
I don't cry, if that's what you were expecting. No, I scream into my pillow. My voice breaks. I turn over, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down. I stare at the stick on glow in the dark stars I stuck up there when I was eleven. Stop being a drama queen. Chill out. Chill out.
And I do chill out, eventually. I flip over again and unlock my phone. Scrolling through YouTube always helps. I'm just tapping on the app when someone FaceTimes me. It's not Archer. It's Bree. I feel my stomach clench. I don't answer. I listen to the rings, just like I did to Archer. I'll call her later. I don't feel like talking. I get a text from her a few minutes later.
Bree: hey, wanna talk? heard what happened today
What does she mean, heard? Is it going around the school that I made a DIY crop top out of a Singing Sunshine's Camp T-shirt? I doubt it. It's not very interesting.
Kendra: hi. how did u hear about that Bree: kit told me. Kendra: srsly...? she told u what Bree: she just told me u wore smthn weird Bree: Y Kendra: she made fun of me in front of the whole lunchroom!!!!!!!!!!! Kendr: I gtg. Kendra: bye Bree: ...k bye
I want to scream as I shut off my phone. Bree is so oblivious. She texted me just to let me know that Kit told her that I wore something weird? That was kind of confusing. But still. I'm pretty sure I would know if I wore something weird. And I'm totally aware right now. Bree didn't need to text me to clarify.
My phone vibrates. I look down, and Archer's face graces me from the screen.
I answer immediately.
"Hi." I say, smiling.
He stares.
"Uh...Archer?" He just laughs.
"You look like a potato." He grins, pointing at me. I look down and realize I still have my hood on, scrunched around my eyes.
My face heats up. Archer starts laughing as I take it off and glare at him.
