I'm A Nobody

Mitchie's Point of View

I'm Mitchie Torres. I'm not popular, rich, or extremely beautiful. I have one friend, Sierra, and have never had a boyfriend in my life. My idea of a perfect evening is curling up with a good book while listening to my favorite music. In school, almost no one acknowledged that I was even alive and the few that did only tormented me. My parents had died when I was really young and the Bank's took me in as their "daughter," a.k.a. slave.

Although I have never had a boyfriend, I have to admit that I have had one crush. His name is Shane Gray and he's the most popular and most crushed on guy in school. He and his friends, Nate and Jason, are in a band that everyone believes will be the next big thing and they will. They were great and had already talked to a record company about recording a demo when they graduated later this year. Jason was a few months older than Shane and Nate was a few months younger but they were all in the same grade. They had been popular since they were freshmen.

Shane used to be really sweet and wonderful but when he was a sophomore the popularity went to his head and he became a jerk. Even Nate and Jason were tired of him. Shane never had a girlfriend for longer than one week but, even when he was with someone, he flirted with any girl that looked cute in a miniskirt. If he didn't think that they were "worthy" of him, then he tormented them. Sometimes, rarely but sometimes, he would just decide to pretend a girl didn't exist, like me. To him, I'm just a nobody, which is, in a way, better than being noticed and cheated on or tormented. Any girl would gladly have Shane date them, even though everyone knew that he would just end up breaking up with them after a week. I had a crush on him when we were freshmen but decided he was a conceited jerk by the time we were sophomores.

I loved to write and sing music, even though I wasn't that good. I carried my songbook every where I went. Sierra encouraged me and said that I was a great singer but I think that she was just trying to cheer me up. Whenever I had a really bad day or a really good day or just had an idea, you could find me in my room with my keyboard and guitar, writing a new song or editing an old one. Sierra was my best friend but she couldn't understand my obsessive songwriting but she never complained when I spent my time writing.

Sierra and I were walking down the school hallway and we didn't see Nate, Jason, and Shane walking down the hallway. I crashed right into Shane and our books and papers went flying.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," I said, not realizing who I was talking to.

"Watch where you're going next time," he growled.

"This isn't just her fault; you weren't watching where you were going either," Sierra said to him. I finished gathering my stuff and Sierra and I headed to our next class.

"Shane is such a jerk," I complained. Sierra nodded, agreeing with me. Remember when I said Shane was a conceited jerk? Well I take that back. Shane is a selfish, immature, unfaithful jerk. Shane was a waste of human life.

"Hey, wait up," someone called from behind. I turned and saw Nate running after us. "You forgot your math book," he said, handing it back to me.

"Thanks," I muttered, taking it from his hand.

"Sorry about how Shane treated you," he apologized. I nodded and walked off still thinking about Shane. I felt tears pricking at my eyes at the thought of Shane. When I tried to explain it to myself, I just assumed that it was because Shane was going to make my life a living hell.

"So are you going to the masquerade ball this Friday?" Sierra asked, snapping me out of my internal ranting.

"Yeah, I guess, if I can find a dress," I said. The masquerade ball was a dance held every year for the seniors on the first day of November that we had school. You weren't allowed to bring a date or tell anyone who you are until after you've danced or talked for awhile. Right before midnight, they announced a king and queen of the dance and then unmasked them. Shane would have won every year if he actually went to these things. I was having trouble finding a dress but Sierra had great luck with finding the perfect dress for anyone.

"Don't worry about it, I already found one for you and bought it. Meet me at my house an hour before the dance," she said. I nodded and we continued walking off to class.

Yes, another new story. I was watching A Cinderella Story and Another Cinderella Story and this idea popped into my head so I started typing. Next chapter up soon and I'll try to update one of my stories soon because NO SCHOOL TODAY!!!!! but no guarantees.