In my dreams I am the most popular girl in school, I have the coolest clothes, and everyone wants to be me. But in reality, I wish to be invisible. Today is August 4, 2018. I just started high school. Last year in middle school I was the laughing stock of my class. With big nerdy glasses, straight A's and to make it worse, the hottest guy in school liked me. Sure that would be great for some people, but for me, it meant that all of the popular kids picked on me. Everyone says that your eighth grade year, is the worst year, and they, are right. Last year five different kids in my class just couldn't handle it, they gave up and either cut themselves or used a gun. There was even a rumor that Leslie Dogwood had hanged herself by jumping out her window. The principal that year made it a point that those of us that didn't give up, were lucky. However, I don't feel so lucky. My best friend Alyssa Wildrow, had come to me about suicide, I didn't know what to do. I told my mom, who then told Alyssa's mom, Alyssa hated me from then on. She kept trying to kill herself and finally one night her parents drove her up to some nut house in the middle of the woods. They left her there and I never saw her again. But this year I am going to change all that. I'm going to be the most poplar girl in school...
As the bell rang in the new school year, I was staring at myself in the girls run down bathroom on the third hallway. I had just finished my makeup and was wondering what happened. When I left the house, my mom saw me leave in ovals and a gray shirt. But now I was wearing a white crop top and a little cream and red shirt. I had done my hair and had on a beautiful necklace. I looked amazing. Except for the fact that I was covered in guilt. I picked up my things and walked out to find papers all over the floor and a girl who had big nerdy glasses and her hair up in a ponytail. I walked over to her and set down my book bag and helped her with her papers. "Faith Chapwel, and you are?", I asked standing up. "Oh, I...I...I'm no one, I mean, I...I am someone but, not anyone you...you um.. care about, I mean.", she said nervously, "I'm Grace." "Hi Grace.",I said laughing a little, "don't worry, I've been where you are. In fact that's how most of the people here think of me. But this year I intend to change my reputation." I walked off and went to my locker. Grace walked up beside me. "I'm not following you around I promise, it's just, this is my locker, here, beside yours." I smiled," What's your first class?" "English, you?" "English" We walked off quietly together to class.
I slammed down my lunch tray and sat down next to Grace. "I hate them!" I exclaimed as I took a big bite of bread. "They think they're so smart!" "Who?" asked Grace. "The trio" "Who?" she asked again. "Sarah Danverse, Lola Chartell, and Kara Dobeck, who else would it be? They're only the most hated girls in school! You should know that." "Actually," said Grace,"I just moved here, from Chicago. I thought you of all people would realize that I have never been here." "Oh," I said feeling bad about it,"I...I'm so sorr-" "Whatever," said Grace, cutting me off," just forget it! You thought I was invisible then and I'm invisible now. Just...whatever." she said standing up and walking off. The leader of the trio, Sarah Danverse walked up to my table and sat down.