I have always been one of those girls that blend into the crowd. I'm Miss Average. Average brown hair that goes just past my shoulders, average height, average body, and average brown eyes. I once got told that nobodies eyes are average as the colour is unique, and bright and displays all of your emotions in one single glance, but no, not mine. I have average brown eyes like... Mud. No interesting thoughts conveyed in my eyes, oh no, just mud. So that's me, Miss Average. It's what people would probably nickname me in school, if they only knew I existed...
It's not too bad being the unpopular kid that nobody knows anything about, I don't have to care about my reputation, or about what people think of me, or if I'm wearing the latest fashions, I'm not as self-centred as some people I could mention... My brother, probably the most popular person in school, is so self obsessed, it's unreal! He mustn't do anything to harm his reputation, he has to make sure his party is always the most talked about, he can't be caught not wearing the latest designer clothes- it drives me mad! But I guess he is my only claim to fame, so I shouldn't be too bothered. Every once in a while, when the Earth spins off its axis and I'm noticed, I'm 'Darryl Stephens' little sister', of course me being noticed only lasts two minutes at the most before I go back to the unnoticed Miss Average .
I'm pretty sure Darryl's mates know who I am, I think they just care too much about their reputation so they ignore me, after all they do see me arrive at school every morning with my brother. So that's what I'm doing now, sat in the back of my brother's truck waiting for him to stop doing that stupid fist bump thing with a mate and to drive us to school as he does every morning.
The rides to school are always quite interesting, it's like being a fly on the wall. I just sit in the back whilst my brother and Jared gossip like old women.
"Nate totally got laid this weekend!"
Ugh, what do people see in these guys? Can't they just see they are playing them? I guess the girls think they'll be the ones to change the biggest players in the school? Get real. As Darryl pulled into the school parking lot the 'popular group' make it's way over to their leader like a flock of sheep to a shepherd. The girls where flicking their hair and squealing excitedly about the party at the weekend, all the while bating their eyelashes at my brother, it's pathetic and was giving me a headache so I took that as my cue to leave.
I'll explain my school to you, there's the popular kids: most of them are seniors, they are the jocks, cheerleaders and the rich guys. Then there's everybody else, the people that don't get given the time of day by the 'upper class' of the school. Well, they do sometimes, to tease them and shoot evil looks(mostly given out by the cheerleaders). Being Darryl's sister, I don't get the snide comments, or the players trying to hook up with me, and I could go to the parties if I wanted, but I'm not intrested in all the popularity. Darryl thinks I was dropped on my head as a baby...
Walking to my locker I thought about my first lessons, double math, ew, I'm terrible at math. Sighing, I took out my books and closed my locker, jumping when there was a guy leaning on the next locker, looking at me.
"Can I help you?" I asked. I don't think I've seen him around before. He was good looking, either a junior like me, or the grade above, I guessed.
"So are you and Darryl an item or something? I saw you getting out of his car this morning."
I laughed, "no, we'r-."
Before I had a chance to finish he interrupted, "great! So I was thinking that maybe we could go out sometime? You know, if you wanted to.."
Suddenly, a hand slammed into my locker between us and I jumped back in surprise.It was Jared.
"So Ryan, this is Rachel Stephens, Darryl Stephens' little sister."
After Jared said this, Ryan went pale, mumbled an excuse that I didn't quite catch, and all but ran down the corridor.
Jared smiles at me and says, "come on, I'll walk you to class."
Okay, now I'm confused. What was the thing with Ryan about? And why is Jared walking me to class... With his arm around me?! I felt myself go red. I have always liked Jared, total cliché, right? He's my brother's player bad-boy best friend and I'm the unpopular little sister.
Everybody started whispering at the sight of Jared and I, I groaned involuntary, and when he asked what was wrong I told him that this would create some rumors. He just winked.
What on Earth is going on?
A/N: Picture of Rachel at the side.
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Miss Average
Teen FictionRachel Stephens is the little sister of the most popular boy in school. But what will happen when she get's fed up of being the unnoticed Miss Average? Love, friendship, fall outs and heartbreak are inevitable.