Loser Society

Prolouge (important)

Welcome my fellow losers.

Come ye my outcast

And loners

Join us all that are differently shaped, dressed, or treated

This is your place

This is your time

This is your moment

We welcome you to the band of brothers

The bands of sisters

The unbreakable band of those who have had enough

Are you uncool enough to join?

Let's find out

Be there:

Friday January 2, 9:40pm. Bleachers on the football field.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Raven trudged in the thick snow to the football field, her sketchbook in hand. She fixed her heavy winter jacket and breathed out the cold night air.

Her curly hair was tied into a big ponytail and her contacts irritated her thanks to the wind.

She looked over to her friend Tristen who was way too happy about this. He was the only reason she agreed to come here, only one day after New Year's in the freezing cold night. His tan skin glowed with excitement.

"Can you believe this?" he said holding a blue piece of paper that fell out their lockers the morning right before winter break. His jet black hair blew wildly in the wind. Raven still had her paper in her back pocket.

"Finally we have the chance to show this school what we're made of. I wonder who the person in charge is?"

Raven had an idea. But she kept her mouth shut. She didn't want to ruin his good mood by letting him know he was probably heading into another trap the jocks had laid out for them.

They hated her and Tristen for reasons she would never know. That's just how they are. They prey on the weak and feed on misery.

That's why Tristen was so eager about this letter. He was tired of being picked on just because he was short. Just because he didn't fit the mold of a perfect guy.

It was sickening enough to make him angry from the inside out. Tristan didn't deserve it and neither did any of the other kids that got it.

Meanwhile Raven wished it wasn't just a cruel prank, and that they were on their way to some sort of revenge when they reached those bleachers. She knew better though.

So why was she here walking at night in the freezing cold?

She had been asking herself this question since she left her house.