Chapter 1: First Day of School.
Roxanne's POV

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, wondering whether my outfit looked ok. I had on a black skirt. My mother said I was not allowed to wear skirts that went higher than a little past my knee. I never asked why, I was too embarrassed. I also had on a white top and a grey cardigan. My shoes matched my cardigan, and they had a little heel. I was really proud of my shoes and couldn't wait to show them of at school. I had my hair in a ponytail with my fringe left out. My hair was the same color as my brother Two-Bit's. My eyes were green, though. And I wasn't very tall either.

"Roxanne come and eat!" my mom yelled down the hallway. I decided I'd just leave my outfit on. If anybody asked, I'll say I got up late and didn't have much time to get dressed. I went out to the kitchen where mom had set breakfast on the table - toast with butter. I ate this every morning even though I didn't like it much. I had begun eating it maybe two months ago. I had noticed at school all the other girls' bodies didn't look like mine and I was jealous. So I thought they mustn't eat as much. This has led me to eating barely any toast for breakfast with nothing but butter.

"Thanks." I said sitting at the table. I began eating right away. I finished up quickly as my mom left to go to work. She grabbed her hand bag and was out the door before I could say 'bye'. I wasn't sure where she worked. She had gotten a new job and I hadn't bothered asking why. Two-Bit might've known but he had spent the night at someone else's home and I hadn't seen him. I finished getting my bag ready for school, putting my books in it and waiting for Donna to come by and we would walk together. I was 13 now and starting high school. I wasn't too excited. Two-Bit had told me about how I now had to be against the Soc's. This to me sounded a bit silly. But I didn't tell him that. There was a knock at the door and I opened it up ready to leave. Donna was smiling back at me as I shut the door behind me and we walked down the front path to the footpath.

"Scared?" Donna asked. She was one of my friends. I didn't have many friends. I knew a lot of people but I didn't usually hang out with many of them. Donna was quieter than me. She had shoulder length brown hair with matching brown eyes. It kind of annoys me that she let's people push her around but I still think she's nice.

"No, not scared. I'm nervous. This school's much bigger than our old school." I said. She nodded but didn't say anything. We didn't say much else all the way to school. When we got there we were too amazed and nervous to speak. There were people everywhere and I think she had butterflies in her stomach too. We slowly walked inside the gates, wondering where we were to go. "What do we do?" I asked her. She shrugged and looked around.

"Roxanne!" I turned and saw Gloria running to us. She was my best friend. She had black hair that went a little way past her chest and green eyes. I was jealous of her, I thought she was beautiful. She was very loud and could hold up a good fight. Argument I mean, we were both hopeless physical fighters. Even when we played about we were horrible fighters. Donna and Gloria didn't like each other and they didn't mind telling that to each other. Though sometimes we'd get talking and they had so much to say they didn't care if the other was listening.

"Hey Gloria." I said as she stopped next to us.

"I know where our class is." she said and we followed her inside the building. The bell went just as we slipped inside the classroom and took our seats at the back. Next to two girls who were dressed very pretty. They were wearing the most gorgeous summer dresses I had ever seen. And I wanted to tell them I liked them but I didn't know them so I left it. Most of the class was already in the room.

"Good morning class, I'm Ms. Brown I will be taking you for English this year." Ms. Brown started. "We will get right into the work this morning. Raise your hand when I call your name." She sat behind her desk and pulled out a pen. Ready to mark off our names. "Charlie."

"Here." everyone turned to look who Charlie was. This happened every time a name was called. Whoever it was would raise their hand and say 'here' and the whole class would turn to stare. And soon it was my turn.

"Roxanne?" and all eyes were on me. They already knew who I was.

"Here." I said quietly.

"Cheryl?" and one of the girls next to me raised their hand and said 'here'. I looked at her quickly, still jealous of that dress. Cheryl looked my way and caught me eye. She raised her eyebrows and looked away. She must've been what people called a Soc. Or maybe even a middle-class. I turned back to stare down at my desk. I was still a little worried about the rest of the day. What if people picked on me? Or I got lost? At least I had Gloria and Donna in all my classes.

"Excuse me." The door opened and another teacher came in. I knew her; she had come to my old school a few times. Mrs. Dean. "I need to assign this class their lockers." She said to Ms. Brown. Ms. Brown nodded and turned to the class.

"Go on with Mrs. Dean." She said to us. We all tried to be quiet as we walked down the hallway to where our lockers were located. They were red and had a different number on them. Mrs. Dean went on calling out names and what number our locker was.

"I hope I'm not next to that girl." Donna said, nodding towards Cheryl. I nodded and tried to listen to Mrs. Dean.

"Roxanne?" she said. I raised my hand and went over to her. She smiled down at me and said "Number 29." I walked over to the wall of lockers and looked for number 29. I found it and opened it, putting my other books inside. I was closing it just as Cheryl walked up to number 30. I froze. Was she kidding? I quickly looked at her, managed a small smile and walked back over to Donna and Gloria who weren't talking to each other, just waiting for me. They had locker numbers 14 and 11 so I wasn't near them. I smiled at them and decided I would wait until lunch hour to tell them about Cheryl. We soon went back to class as the bell for period 2 went.

"That girl Cheryl is next to my locker." I said, to Gloria and Donna. We were sitting on the front school steps at lunch hour, eating. Well Donna was eating, Gloria and I weren't.

"Well won't that be fun." Gloria said. "I hate Cheryl." Gloria thought very highly of herself and hated everyone who wasn't already her friend. She also loved to gossip about people.

"You haven't even spoken to her." Donna said. Gloria rolled her eyes.

"Did I ask you?"

"Gloria shut up." I said to her as she turned to look away from Donna. I really don't know why they still hang around with each other if they hate each other. I once asked Donna this and she said because I'm a good friend and she could stand being with Gloria, sometimes. But when I asked Gloria she said 'Because you're my best friend and I don't want Donna having you to herself.' Then she went on about why Donna couldn't just leave us alone.

I think that most people would rather read about the original characters from the book. But I like my idea.