~Prologue~
My life used to be perfect. Middle school was some of the best years of my life. I was popular and always seemed to be surrounded by my friends. I didn't have a boyfriend at the time but it never seemed to matter because I was always around so many guys as well as girls. It was when I got to senior high that things started to go very drastically downhill.
My first day at Sunnydale Senior High was great. All my friends and I settled in easily and it was a great start. I even had my eye on a hot guy in year twelve whose name was Spike. Then it was the second day that a new girl came to the school. Her name was Glory. I realised that she used to go to the same school as me in L.A. but I hardly knew her there because it was such a big school. She took an immediate disliking to me but became very popular with all of my other friends. By the second week of school she was the most popular girl in year eleven. I never cared about popularity or being the best, I just cared about having a good time. There was no way I was jealous and I never said anything nasty to her so it was a horrible shock when she spread the rumour about me.
At first I didn't even know what the rumour was about, only that even my close friends were beginning to stop talking to me. Soon one girl was sympathetic enough to tell me what the rumour actually was about. As soon as she told me I felt a mixture of so many feelings but the main one was anger. How could Glory have been so cruel as to tell everyone that I was a psycho loser at my school in L.A. and that I used to be in a mental institution? Okay, so I was a bit of a loser and I did go slightly crazy and was in an institution for a short period of time but that was all in the past. What did I ever do to Glory anyway?
I felt so crappy. Even the biggest geeks and nerds didn't talk to me. I sat by myself in class and at lunch I couldn't face the school yard so I sat in the toilets. I even stopped eating during lunch even though I love food. I thought my life would never get any better.
My life used to be perfect. Middle school was some of the best years of my life. I was popular and always seemed to be surrounded by my friends. I didn't have a boyfriend at the time but it never seemed to matter because I was always around so many guys as well as girls. It was when I got to senior high that things started to go very drastically downhill.
My first day at Sunnydale Senior High was great. All my friends and I settled in easily and it was a great start. I even had my eye on a hot guy in year twelve whose name was Spike. Then it was the second day that a new girl came to the school. Her name was Glory. I realised that she used to go to the same school as me in L.A. but I hardly knew her there because it was such a big school. She took an immediate disliking to me but became very popular with all of my other friends. By the second week of school she was the most popular girl in year eleven. I never cared about popularity or being the best, I just cared about having a good time. There was no way I was jealous and I never said anything nasty to her so it was a horrible shock when she spread the rumour about me.
At first I didn't even know what the rumour was about, only that even my close friends were beginning to stop talking to me. Soon one girl was sympathetic enough to tell me what the rumour actually was about. As soon as she told me I felt a mixture of so many feelings but the main one was anger. How could Glory have been so cruel as to tell everyone that I was a psycho loser at my school in L.A. and that I used to be in a mental institution? Okay, so I was a bit of a loser and I did go slightly crazy and was in an institution for a short period of time but that was all in the past. What did I ever do to Glory anyway?
I felt so crappy. Even the biggest geeks and nerds didn't talk to me. I sat by myself in class and at lunch I couldn't face the school yard so I sat in the toilets. I even stopped eating during lunch even though I love food. I thought my life would never get any better.