The Queen of Second Place

by blacklipgloss98

Gwen Woodlock is after the new kid, Duncan Matthews. But the only promblem is Heather Carter. The thing is, a dance is coming up, after coming in second place all her life, Gwen is determined to make first place this time, Knocking Heather out the way.

1. Intro

I have this theory that everybody has a talent. Rich,poor,clueless-it doesnt matter. I honestly believe that every human being on earth is born with one special gift. The problem is,not all talents are created equal.

People think that talent means you sing or dance or act. But those are the glory talents, the ones that everyone wants,and for every diva out there,about a million other people are walking around with one lesser talent. This guy I know Cody, his talent is always choosing the lojgest line-not the one that looks the longest,the one that takes the longest. There can be twenty people in one line and two in the other,and if Cody gets in the two peron line,thats all its going to take. Say he's at the store-the cash register will they finally get it running again,the preson first in line will want to use about five hundred coupons. Then the next guy will try to write a check with no ID and the cashier will call the manager but none will e able to find him because he's on break and..you get the idea.

This other guy i know-Trent-actually, we used to go out but thats other story-his talent is finding parking. Theres no place to popular no lot to crowed. Roseberry parking lot,beach,the movies, anywhere. If the hottest band in the country were playing free somewhere with only hundred spaces. Trent would get there 10minutes before the group went on and still get a place right in front. His theory is that other people dont believe there will be a good space,so they dont look.

Which brings us to me,I guess.I have a talent too,and its definitely not of the glory talent is coming in second.

I am the queen of second place, the poster child for the close-but-not-close-enough. And im not saying that to make you feel sorry for me. I swear its completly true. I have a drawer full of second place ribbions. Unfortunatley, my deal doesnt end with contests. I take second place in everything, in every little aspect in my life.

In eighth grade I had hair past my waist-so long i could almost sit on it. It would have been the longest hair in school,except that Lindsey Brooks could sit on hers. So last year I cut it,and i mean really cut it. The frist day I went to school like that, Beth krik came in with a buzz cut. You could see the girls scalp. And in case you dont think hair is a good example,believe me, I've got others.