Hauntings of Middle School Dreams

Chapter 1- New school, new dooms

There it is. Belleville Middle. Hopefully this place would a place of redemption. Hopefully. All my life, I've been tormented by my own peers, ridiculed, and made fun of. I may not be the prettiest, skinniest girl there is around here, but that doesn't give people the right to make fun of me. Does it? I absolutely hate this life. There's no joy in the world being fat with tons of acne. I would change this way of living, if I could. On the other hand, being addicted to cheese puffs and secretly storing candy and junk food under my bed doesn't help.

I see Jon over there. He's really the only person who's ever been any kind of nice to me. Sure he may be a little geeky, but that's just another thing we have in common; nobody likes us. We have to be the two most non liked kids in the state of Ohio. And that's saying something, just look at Stinky Stevie for example.

"Hey, Lucy, how was your summer? Catch up to me yet on Zombies Come Alive II? I bet my high score is still higher than yours." He said teasingly.

"Actually, Jon, I did beat your high score on that. And on Zombies Come Alive III." I retorted.

"No fair, you know we were supposed to get that together."

"My uncle bought it for me on my birthday. Perks of being older than your best friend."

"But I wouldn't be your best friend if it weren't for Zach."

In some ways, he was right. Zach was the biggest bully at this school, and for some odd reason, he took great dislike to me. What had happened was, right after our 5th grade year at Belleville Elementary, Zach Morster moved to town. He had moved here from California; after he got kicked out of his school.

"Let's not talk about him right now." I simply stated. It was always a painful topic to me, considering how many times I had been shoved into water fountains and pushed on the ground by him and his gang.

"Sure, but promise after school we have a rematch later? I need to get to 1st hour; I can't risk my perfect attendance with a tardy."

"Sure, but you know I'm just going to beat you again." I teased.

"Sure, LuLu, whatever you need to save your pride." With that, he turned the corner, leaving me to my thoughts.

Just then, the "popular" girls of the school walked by. Them and their skinny butts, no acne, and tons of make-up. They think they're all that, clearing the hallways as soon as the doors opened. What it must be like to rule the school just by the way you look. I used to be as skinny as them when I was, you know, skinnier. I used to be a cheerleader, in ballet; my parents were so proud. Then I loved ice-cream more than I loved those tight-fitting skirts.

"Move out of my way, dork. You know this hallway is mine, LULU!" Paisley, the head of the group jeered.

What else was I going to do? Stay in her way so she can call her tower of a boyfriend over here to pummel me to pieces? What would you have done?

"Come on girls, we don't need this piece of trash to ruin our beautiful images." Again, with that, I was left alone, slumped up on the ground crying my eyes out, wanting to die.

"Ms. Fabray, what are you doing out of class? Come with me young lady." Oh, there goes Principal Fillmore. I swear this guy has no personality whatsoever.

Ten minutes later, I found myself headed to class, managing to only get lines for punishment.

At the end of the day, I started to walk over to Jon when I felt a sharp jab in my side

"Hey look guys, Lucy Caboosey CAN feel under all those rolls of fat!" Oh great, those, are the jocks. And yes, that is Zach's gang, the ones who rule the school with their skinny girlfriends that they make out with every day after school. They act like a vacuum cleaner around each other.