Lone (BxB)

Chapter 1

I'm too good for these guys... a bunch of nards who are so geeky and desperate to have me in their group... losers.... Is all what I was thinking before I went on the Zipper a billion times... Roller coasters are the bomb, but when you go on them as many times as I have with a completely empty stomach, your stomach starts to want to kill you for food...

I was feeling so tipsy, and my head was spinning like crazy. I could just barely make out the people in front of me.

All I could feel were my arms being lifted and my legs dragging on the boardwalk floor. My vision was really blurred. I swear that the world was becoming squiggly...

I thought some heroes were lifting me. You know, those popular kids in the band who are so sociable. I look up to see who it is, and they're like 20 feet away from me, staring at me as though I'm some sort of ugly creature. Was I that out?

From afar, I'm just staring at the group of popular music people that I should have been in... is what I thought before I took a good look at the pillars keeping me standing. They're not sturdy by any means, but they are worker ants keeping their structure together.

I lay down on a bench while everyone gets their food. I think to myself for a second about what just happened.

I had made eye contact with the popular group of kids, and all they did was look at me in disgust as I threw up inconsistently. I've been embarrassed in front of them before, but never in a way that makes me seem like such a loser... okay, that's a lie, but this time was the worst... I was with a group of nards and was supposed to be having a fun time instead of drudging around with a bunch of losers... is what I thought before I was lifted again by this group of... friends?

I thought that the cool kids were my friends, but I was just helped out by some of the biggest dorks- er, nards, in school. Come to think of it, I had always hung out with them. I never really chose to. Nobody else would talk to me, and they always happened to have another spot open because they were always asking me to join them. I guess this was my new group of people!

I joined some of the geekiest clubs like the Robotics club, the Math club, and even Science Olympiad.... Blech... I found out that I wasn't as dumb as I thought. I could keep up with these guys... Then again... so could the cool kids... but the cool kids were just a bunch of jerks who constantly gossiped about other people. There was one time I was involved in one of their conversations, but I got in way over my head. It's not like they would remember what I said or want to talk to me otherwise. I tried saying hi to them in the halls, but they just look away when they see who's looking.

But no worries. I still had the nards... is what I thought...