Stereotypes...what can I say? Welcome to high school, a place of lies, deception, and scandal.
Good luck on surviving it.
The King
He walks the halls with his head held high
Girls enthralled praise him to the skies
With his sky-blue eyes and a hand on his hip
He rules the school with a smirk on his lips
Charming smile, perfect eyes
The world of the elite is filled with lies
Who knows what secrets he is hiding
Who knows whose hand he's guiding
"Hi, I'm Derrick Harrington. Aren't you the new girl?"
The flawless-looking boy ran his hand through his shaggy blonde hair and smirked.
"I'll be seeing you around."
The Queen
With a designer smile and designer clothes
This is the girl you love to loathe
Chocolate curls and amber eyes
A beast behind the perfect disguise
She's got the looks and the smarts to bring you down
Endless plots to keep the crown
Snarky, evil, or just plain mean
The school knows her as their ultimate queen
"I'm Massie Block, and this is my school."
Massie smiled, then leaned in threateningly.
"One wrong step, new girl, and you're dead."
The Promiscuous Player
Smoldering eyes and inviting smile
Won't you stay, just for a while?
An hour turns into a day
They promise they'll be there to stay
Another girl, another night
No repentance, no wrong or right
An endless cycle in his endless life
An endless way of causing strife
"I'm Josh Hotz. What do you say I give you a tour of the school, frosh?"
The Seductive, Sneaky One
She's the one who always lies
Gossips, forges, thieves and spies
Sets up the conditions for a brawl
Stands there quietly and watches you fall
Never one for playing games
Tongue-in-cheek or calling names
She watched from behind the scenes
Waits for the moment – and spills the beans
"I'm Alicia. Nice to meet you."
The gorgeous Spanish girl embraced the new girl in front of her, smiling.
"I can tell we're going to be the best of friends."
The Sensitive Sweetheart
Chocolates, candy, blooming flowers
Life goes by in blessed hours
Loves you more than all he's worth
Fills your being with joy and mirth
He's the one who stands by you
And helps you brave the journey through
Keeps you safe, knows wrong from right,
The starlight in your darkest night
"Hello, I'm Cameron Fisher. You can call me Cam."
The boy's mismatched eyes glowed with sincerity.
"Hope you like it here. Oh, and new girl? Good luck."
The Charming Cheerleader
The rhythm echoes all around
And fills the world with ceaseless sound
She twirls and dances to the beat
Brings her friends, turns up the heat
Green eyes, red hair flying,
You love her company, there's no denying
She shakes and slides across the floor
And all the boys come back for more
"Hey, I'm Dylan Marvil. How'd you like to join the cheerleading squad?"
The redhead shook out her curls and checked her makeup in a mirror.
"I like the look of you. How about we hang out sometime?"
The Brooding Bad Boy
A careless smirk upon his face
His life in ruins, complete disgrace
Knowledge, friendship, never sought
He breaks the rules without a thought
Impetrenable wall of steel
Never gives in to how he feels
Life without love, life without joy
Is the definition of this bad boy
"You need something?"
He leaned back against the wall and glared.
"If you don't, leave. The door's right there."
The Infantile Innocent
A strange world through her curious sight
Sun forever shining bright
Laughs and cheers when children play
The world is perfect everyday
Secrets kept and never told
Eyes of blue and heart of gold
Blindly innocent, trusting heart
She's doomed to death right from the start
"Hey, Im Claire Lyons."
The petite blonde skipped along, her silky hair flying.
"How'd you like this school so far? If you need anything, I'd be more than happy to help."
The Enthralling Enigma
Ice-cold stare and perfect lies
Endless truths beyond the guise
Choices made that he'll regret
Painful facts he won't forget
A world of hardship, a world of pain
Forever suffering, but silent he remains
Though they try, all is lost
His lips are sealed whatever the cost
"I'm Landon."
The dark-haired boy stared indifferently at the newcomer in front of him.
"You want to survive in this school? Good luck with that."
The Indefinite Individual
Dancing through the sunlit trees
Feels like she is flying free
Heedless of derisive stares
Pointed fingers, laughs and glares
Hard to say where she fits in
No one knows about where she's been
Quirky, eccentric, different from most
Never one to preen or boast
"Hi, I'm Layne Abeley."
The little brunette girl gave a cheery smile and enveloped the new girl in a hug.
"Questions, opinions, or comments? Please drop me a line. I'd love to hear from you!"
Haha. I might make this slightly longer, but I'm not in the mood for a full-fledged story with chapters and stuff.