Courtney sighed. She ran her fingers slowly through her hair fixing any stray pieces that may have fallen out in the last four periods. She gripped her brown paper bag and pushed the lunchroom door open light flooded in too her vision along with a sea of teenagers. She in a cautious way entered she felt all eyes on her even though she knew it was just her being paranoid. She took another deep breath and then took her first several strides into the cafeteria.
"Courtney over here!" cried a voice
She whipped her head around Izzy appeared at a table to her left waving franticly.
"Hey Izzy!" greeted Courtney
Izzy had been her companion since they had entered middle school. They worked well together. Izzy was the one with the crazy ideas and Courtney was the one who made them a bit more … realistic. They sat at the table with several others she was familiar with.
Then there was one who she was not as familiar with, Ezekiel. He was a kid who was home schooled till he was 15 then came to TDI High. She didn't really know anything about him and still he sat here almost everyday. She couldn't really complain this table; the reject table was a table for people who didn't have much of a place in social system.
She pulled out her sandwich, a ham and cheese on whole wheat. She took small polite bites maneuvering around the crust. When she finished she put the crusts into the zip-lock bag. She looked up to she Izzy devouring the slop the superintendent called chicken potpie.
A dish her grandmother made her eat the first Sunday of ever month for the first eight years of her life. She was forced to eat till her mother gave the hint that Courtney disliked the course. She gagged when she saw her friend shoveling it in. She took her water and guzzled it down and got the taste out finally.
A curvy girl with braces and glasses sat down at the table.
"Hey Beth" exclaimed Izzy
Courtney knew by the fact Beth was here meant that there was no room at Heather and Lindsay's table. Courtney loved Beth too death but she was always trying to be popular but Heather was really just using her. Courtney has tried to inform Beth but it usually ends with screaming and someone walking away in tears.
"So what have you been up too?" questioned Courtney in suspicious way.
"I went to the mall.," said Beth cautiously
"By your self?" Izzy asked clueless
"No, with," She spoke softly "Lindsay and Heather"
Courtney held her tongue, even though she did not at all agree with this. Even though she kept quiet she could feel the air thicken with tension. Courtney took out her Sunchips her secret addiction and started too chomp down. She finished her lunch crumpled all rubbage and put it all in her brown paper bag.
She got up and strode too the trash too throw it up but she froze in her tracks when she heard one of the football jocks Ian say,
"Why hello Courtney shouldn't you be kissing Mr. R's a"
She tried too ignoring him but it echoed in her head.
"He's just jealous cause I got a 92 and he got a 67. Yea, that's why!" She told herself. Still she could not say anything she heard him and his friends laugh. She felt her cheeks heat up. She opened her mouth too respond but was beat too it.
"Dude not cool." She looked too she another jock DJ was standing up for her.
"Whatever" retorted Ian. He then went back too his conversation about some new artist
She thanked and then walked back too her table. She and DJ's moms were best friends so the two of them were always friendly to each other. Just as she was getting back to her table the bell rang.
"English class yahhhh!" exclaimed Izzy
She grabbed Courtney by the wrist and was off with out stopping. Before she saw the "popular girls" she saw them walk. They had such grace and looked so perfect. She wished she was one of them.
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