"Kristina, get up, you're going to be late for school!"

Kristina Davis's eyes shot open as she heard her mother yell from the kitchen. She looked to her bedside table and realized it was six thirty, she had ten minutes to get up, get dressed and grab her stuff and sister and get to school.

Kristina quickly shot up in bed in realization that she slept past her alarm, resulting in only ten minutes for all of that.

"Damn it," she mutters to herself as she sits up and throws her turquoise comforter off of her and leaps out of bed in only her pajamas, which was just a sports bra and black shorts.

She quickly ran over to her closet and shoved random shirts, skirts and jeans out of the way until she found something worth wearing, a plain long-sleeved white shirt and her black Simple Plan tank top over it and a pair of black jeans. She quickly laced up her black high top converse and ran a brush through her light brown hair, making it tangle free.

Kristina then grabs her black book bag off her desk and rushes out of the door to her room and down the hallway into the kitchen and living room area of her house where her mom, Alexis Davis was making coffee and her little sister Molly Davis was reading a book at the kitchen table.

"Kristina, what took you so long?" her mother said as she sipped her cup of coffee, "did you sleep past your alarm again?"

Kristina grabbed an apple out of the dish on the counter and took a bite out of it.

"No," she said after she finished swallowing. "I just couldn't find my science notes,"

Alexis Davis looked at her daughter trying to see if she was telling the truth or not.

"Molly, come on, lets go to school," Kristina said to her sister.

Molly shut her copy of Romeo and Juliet and put it into her backpack and jumped out of the chair she was sitting in.

Molly's style really differed from her older sisters, just like their personalities. Eleven-year-old Molly Davis was a very upbeat girl who was always happy and looked into things and saw the goodness and how beautiful everything was. She was very mature for her age. That was to say the least. Molly believed in true love, and how everything happens for a reason. How great things would turn out. Not to mention how smart Molly was. She got A's in EVERYTHING. She was supposed to be in fifth grade, but she really was in seventh. She skipped first grade and went straight from kindergarten to second and then in the beginning of fourth grade was moved to fifth grade because she knew everything they were going to learn that year. That girl spent all her free time at the library. Learning was her favorite thing in the whole world and she also had a lot of friends.

So, to match her upbeat attitude and go-happy self, Molly wore a flowy yellow shirt and some jean shorts that were like caprees and went down to her knees and she had some nice black ballet flats on for shoes while her brown hair was in pigtail braids.

Kristina on the other hand wasn't upbeat. She was quiet and not happy all the times. She stayed away from large groups of people and kept to herself. She got good grades like Molly. (It must be a Davis thing) she just didn't want to be out in the open, and as for her style, she hated wearing too much girly stuff. She was more of a punk rocker girl, but not to punk. She would wear skinny jeans and converse and Abbey Dawn by Avril Lavigne along with concert tees over a white long sleeved shirt. Her favorites were her Simple Plan ones. Her favorite band. And she definitely didn't have a lot of friends.

"Ok, remember Kristina, right after school you go get Molly at the middle school, no running off with anyone, especially no boy,"

"Don't worry mom, get Molly and get home," Kristina said. "I got it,"

"Good, I will be working late tonight, so you can either make something or order in," she told her daughters.

Kristina nodded.

"Come on Molly," Kristina said.

Molly nodded and followed Kristina out the front door and to her car, a 1996 red Acura.

"So Kristina, how is school going?"

Kristina sighed. Sometimes, Molly cared more then their mom and definitely more then her dad. It was weird having your little sister ask you questions that a parent should be asking.

Kristina opened the door to the drivers seat in her car and took off her bag and got in while Molly did the same in the passenger seat.

"You sound to much like mom,"

"Just wondering," Molly said. "Any cute guys ask you to the dance?"

Kristina sighed once more as she put her car keys in the ignition and started it, causing the Three Days Grace song Animal I Have Become to blast through her speaker system so Kristina quickly turned it down to where you could barely hear it so it wouldn't bother Molly who definitely had a different taste in music then her. Just another way they were complete opposites.

Kristina was into Green Day, P!nk, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, Simple Plan, Gwen Stefani and Three Days Grace and would occasionally listen to Ke$ha or Katy Perry, but definitely not often. (Simple Plan was definitely her favorite along with Three Days Grace and Green Day) Molly loved Justin Bieber, Demi Lovato, Taylor Swift, and Jonas Brothers. She used to like Miley, but ever sense she made a change in her look, Molly decided that she wasn't a good role model for her and stopped listening to her and started listening to more Taylor and Justin.

Molly moved to click a button on Kristina's stereo system as she pulled out of the driveway.

"remember, no Beaver," Kristina said as Molly pulled out the CD which was just playlist of all of Kristina's favorite songs.

Molly nodded as she put the CD in a case and pulled another one out and put it in the stereo playing We R Who We R by Ke$ha and Molly turned it up a little.

"Kristina, you didn't answer my question, did any cute guys ask you to that dance that is coming up, like Dak Zevon or Chad Woods, or super mega hottie Kendall Knight," Molly continued hearing the No Beaver (that referred to Justin Bieber) comment but not acknowledging it.

"Molly," Kristina said getting annoyed. "no one has asked me to the dance yet and no one will, including Dak Zevon, Chad Woods and definitely not Kendall Knight, they never will, Molly, I have told you this several times, they aren't interested in me, no one is,"

"Kristina, the more you say that, the more you believe it," Molly told her. "what you have to do is be positive and be confidant, think to yourself and say that you are awesome, that people are interested in you and it will happen,"

Kristina looked at her sister who just smiled back at her.

"you have to believe in yourself Kristina," Molly continued. "you have to,"

Kristina quickly changed the song on the CD of Molly made that combined their favorite types of music and it went straight to Justin Bieber's Never Say Never, causing her to change again past Demi Novato's This Is Me, Taylor Swift's Back To December and Jonas Brothers' Mandy to Three Days Grace's Never To Late.

"why do you listen to their oldest song?" Kristina said changing the subject.

"because its what got Jonas Brothers out there," Molly replied simply. "and I love the way it sounds, not to mention that when singing it, you can change Mandy to Molly,"

"so that's why you like it so much," Kristina said. "so you can pretend Kevin is singing to you,"

"Joe," Molly corrected her sister. "Joe, he is the main singer of that song, and the cutest,"

"is he the one you have as a cardboard cutout in your room," Kristina asked her sister with a laugh.

Molly nodded.

"yes, but soon as I can, I am trading him in for Justin Bieber,"

"Molly, I told you, the B word will not be said in my car," Kristina told her younger sister.

"come on Krissy, you are like one of the only teenage girls who doesn't love him," Molly said annoyed. "why do you hate him so much,"

"because he is a wannabe pansy," Kristina answered her. "when he sings he sounds like a five year old girl, and when I first heard his voice, I thought he was Christina Agulara,"

"Kristina, come on…"

"Molly, lets drop the Beaver subject," Kristina said.

"ok, why are we listening to this song?" Molly asked. "its so depressing, its talking about suicide,"

"no, its talking about being in a dark place but being able to see a way out and feeling like you don't belong but keep holding on," Kristina said. "and that is quoting lead singer and rhythm guitarist Adam,"

"maybe one of the reasons you aren't that confident is because you listen to depressing music Krissy," Molly said. "you need to be more confident, so lets listen to some happy music,"

Molly was about to change the song again as it hit the chorus,

Even if I say it'll be alright

Still hear you say you wanna end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it around

Cuz it's not too late

It's never too late

"yeah, this song is totally not depressing," Molly said sarcastically as she changed it to Avril Lavigne's What The Hell.

The rest of the Davis girls' car ride was silent with the exception of Molly singing along with music sometimes and then Kristina saying her name annoyed if she said the swearword in the lyrics.

When Kristina got to Molly's middle school, she pulled over at the drop off area where Molly got out and grabbed her backpack before running off with one of her friends probably talking about Justin Bieber's new haircut and how much they hate it.

Kristina pulled out of the middle school parking lot before driving the few blocks to the high schools and parking in her usual spot in the parking lot, a good distance from the school where all the losers would park. She got out and grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder before shutting her car door and locking, making her trek through the parking lot hoping not to see anyone with even the smallest hint of popularity in their blood.

If only she was lucky.

Kendall Knight sat on the hood of his silver Porsche with Jennifer Jackson and Jennifer Tanner next to him giggling at something he said. Carlos Garcia, Kendall's best friend sat on the edge of the bed of truck with Mercedes Griffin and Kinsey Powers next to him and Dak Zevon and James Diamond were leaning against Carlos's truck. The only person missing was Camille Roberts, James Diamond's girlfriend. Oh wait, there she was rushing over to them and practically leaping into James arms and starting a full on make out session right there in the middle of the parking lot.

Jo Taylor (Kendall's ex girlfriend and one of Kristina's tormenters) was walking toward the school building with her current boyfriend, (Chad Woods who was a track and cross country runner) Kendall and Jo locked eyes causing Chad to put a protective arm around her as they continued to walk.

Kristina just kept her head down and bag at her side as she walked, hoping to avoid Jo and everyone else.

Jo stopped walking and tapped Chad on the shoulder, pointing to Kristina and had a sly look in her eyes. Kristina noticed so she picked up her pace, but Jo walked over to her.

She was wearing light blue skinny jeans, a orange shirt that clung to her skinny, curvy figure and gold high heels and her outfit was perfectly accessorized.

Kristina looked up at her and gave her a blank look which pretty much summed up, 'get the hell out of my face,'

"hey Kristina," Jo said with fake enthusiasm

Kristina looked at her. there was no way this was going to end well or that this could go anyway good, so she started walking again, picking up her pace, continuing to look down, hoping that Jo would see that she already knew she wasn't good enough, pretty enough or cool enough and didn't need Jo to tease her about it and harass her with taunts about how pathetic she is and how she will never be loved.

So, she started walking again, hoping that Jo would just let her go. But Jo didn't.

She stopped Kristina from walking and looked over her for a second. Kristina looked down and away from Jo, noticing that everyone out there including all the populars, were looking.

Kristina started to walk again, just wanting to get out of there and Jo stopped her again.

"wait Kristina," she said.

She then started to look at Kristina's outfit taking it in. black skinny jeans, black converse, the Simple Plan tee and white shirt underneath it.

"I thought I told you last week Davis, concert tees aren't in style, its pathetic that you even wear them,"

Kristina could hear Camille laugh from where she was over with James and Kendall but kept a stone cold expression on her face.

"and I thought I told you last week that I don't take fashion advice from preppy bitches," was Kristina's response before she started walking again.

Jo again, for a third time, stopped Kristina from walking. She just looked at Kristina with an amused expression as she crossed her arms. Her eyes then traveled down Kristina's neck to the necklace she was wearing. A circular locket with a few eight pointed stars randomly placed and in the center of them.

"Whoa Davis!" Jo said amused. "where the hell did you get the necklace, looks like someone spent a lot of money on this if its real diamonds, but, with how pathetic you are, its probably fake, but a really good illusion,"

Jo then grabbed the locket part of the necklace and opened it looking at the pictures, one of a man in his early forties that was Cuban and Greek. The other one was an older picture of a young women who looked a lot like Kristina. Her dad, and her grandmother.

"who's the dude and who is the girl?" Jo asked amused. "way to hot to know a sad bitch like you,"

Kristina continued her stone cold appearance.

"wow, Davis has nothing to say, how original,"

Jo closed the locket before dropping it and it followed the course of gravity and went back to Kristina's chest.

"are you done yet?" Kristina asked her. "you've already made it clear to me and the world that I am nothing and I am not good enough,"

Jo glanced at her before grabbing the locket and yanking it off her neck causing the chain to break. She looked at the locket in her hand and smiled viscously at Kristina.

"too good for a loser like you," Jo said. "now do the world a favor, go home and never come back,"

Kristina looked at her before looking away and rushing to the school building, to get away from and the populars who were snickering and laughing at her. she didn't ignore it, but she didn't take it in. Kristina was used to it, because this was a normal day in the life of Kristina Davis.