I just watched Carrie and this idea jumped into my head and just HAD to right it down! I was bullied as a kid and I really related to her character. I felt so bad for her and I really wish the story would have had a happy ending. Here is my take on it. I will be using the 2002 Carrie just cause I think she is adorable.
Carrie White walked timidly through the halls of Ewen High School. She saw the cliques of people standing against the lockers. The jocks in their letterman jackets talking about the parties they had over the summer. The nerds in their glasses and dress clothes discussing the latest superhero movie. The emo kids with their rainbow colored hair. The Ultras in their revealing tight clothing spreading the latest gossip. Ultras...Carrie knew this group of people all to well. Tina Blake, Sue Snell, Nicky and Lizzy Watson, and their leader, Chris Hargenson. The group of girls had ruthlessly tormented Carrie throughout grade school and high school. They constantly teased her, humilated her, and encouraged others to ostracize her. Carrie tried her best to ignore them hoping that they would just stop but they would never stop as long as Carrie was in their sights.
"Ugh shes STILL here?" Tina said seeing Carrie walk through.
"No one likes her, why would she even come back?" Sue Snell replied. Carrie felt her heart ache at these words.
"Hey Jesus freak!" Chris called out getting Carrie's attention. She turned around as Chris spat out her gum and it landed in Carrie's hair. The group of girls started laughing as Carrie slowly raised her hand to feel the the sticky gum within the strands of her hair. She slowly turned around and walked to her class. Atleast this was the last year of school and then she could finally be free of this torment. Carrie took her seat and as expected no one wanted to sit anywhere near her. Her long brown hair blew into her face and her long sweater draped over her hands. She kept quiet throughout her class. It was the first day of school and like every other year since the first grade, she was outcasted. No friends and no support from home left her a quiet broken soul. She could never understand why, Mama had said that Jesus loved everyone. To Carrie, sometimes she felt even God did not love her.
"Alright class take your seats!" Mr. Fromm, the teacher said. The students all groaned as they took their seats. Carrie looked and noticed an empty seat next to her. While she knew no one wanted to sit next to her, the classes were usually always full.
"Class today we have a new student coming in." Mr. Fromm said. "Sam Rockland, he is a transfer from Bangor and I expect you all to give him a warm welcome." The students all stayed quite as the door opened and a tall husky boy walked in the room. He looked incredibly older than he actually was, his strong jawline and scruffy facial hair gave him an older appearence. He wore a pair of cargo shorts and a green t-shirt which clung to his muscular frame. He was tall, at least 6'4. Dark brunette hair locks drooped down his face. Carrie, along with many other girls, looked at him in awe.
"He is so hot." Chris said.
"Well son, introduce yourself." Mr. Fromm said.
"I'm Sam." He said in a deep mature voice. Carrie looked back up again when she heard his voice. What got her the most was his piercing green eyes. She could see so much anger and intensity in them. She quickly shied away when Sam looked back at her.
"That all your gonna say?" Mr. Fromm asked.
"That's all you need to know." Sam said as he scanned the room for a seat. He saw a seat in the back next to a smaller girl who looked at her desk to avoid eye contact. Sam grabbed his bag and walked over to the seat. All the girls looked with lust in their eyes as he sat down. Carrie gathered courage and slowly looked over to him and saw his large muscles contracting beneath his skin. She had to admit he was intimidating. He reminded her of Goliath a little. Sam did not say a word the entire class until the bell rang. Carrie neatly placed her books in her backup and got up. She wasn't looking and she bumped right into Sam. Carrie immediately fell to the ground due to her small frame. Sam turned around to see Carrie sitting on the floor. Carrie was frightened, those powerful eyes gazing down on her. She saw his massive arm swing towards her. She squealed as she covered her face in fear that he was going to hit her. She waited for the punch, that stabbing pain of blunt trauma but it never came. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Sam extending his hand out to her.
"W-w-what are y-yuou doing?" Carrie stuttered.
"Helping you up." Sam said. His facial expression not changing. Carrie looked at him blankly.
"Take my hand." Sam said. Carrie just covered her face and got up on her own and quickly walked away leaving Sam in the dust.
"A thank you would have been nice." Sam said to himself as he felt a hand tap him on the shoulder.
"Hey Sam." Chris said in a very sing song voice. Her long blonde hair draped over her shoulders and her v-neck exposed her cleavage. The bottom of her stomach showed as her shorts hugged tightly to her rear end. Her face covered in make up.
"So shes on of those kind of girls." Sam through dreadfully. Deep down he knew he was no different and had no room to judge.
"Hello Ms?" Sam asked not knowing her name.
"Chris." Chris said with a smile. "So what are you doing this weekend?"
"I gotta help my parents finish moving." Sam said. "We got our work cut out for us."
"Well I'm having a party this friday night, and the girls would just LOVE if you could make it." Chris said suggestively. Sam thought about it, had this been a year ago BEFORE the incident he would have accepted, but now he was a changed man.
"I appreciate the offer but," Sam sighed. "I'm not into that kind of stuff."
"Oh a good guy huh? We can change that." Chris said. Sam shuddered at the word 'good guy'.
"I got to get to my next class, it was nice talking to you Chris." Sam said walking away. Tina walked up to Chris who had a shocked expression on her face.
"Whats up with him?" Tina asked.
"No guy has ever said no to me before." Chris said. "Oh well, I like a challenge." She ALWAYS got whatever guy she liked. This one would be no different.
Carrie made her way to her next class which was study hall in the library. It was her favorite part of the day mainly cause nobody would bother her. She found a spot in the corner and sat down and pulled out her notebook. She thought back to Sam, she felt bad for leaving him like that but she didn't want to risk adding another thing to get made fun of for. She could already picture everyone pointing at her and laughing at her chanting 'Carrie likes Sam! Carrie likes Sam!' She quickly pushed those nasty thoughts out and drifted off to her own happy place. It was quiet and none of the ultra girls were in this class so she could finally relax. Despite what people said Carrie was a very bright girl, she excelled at math and english and was being considered for the valedictorian. She was working on her physics to get ahead when she saw a familiar man walk in.
"No not him again!" Carrie thought as Sam walked into the library. He scanned the library looking for a place to sit. Carrie prayed he wouldn't notice her and gulped when he started waking her way. Sam saw the girl in his english class who had fallen down sitting at the back of the room. He had to admit she was cute, she wasn't like that girl Chris. He admired how modest Carrie dressed and how quite she was. He found it a decent change from the party girls he used to go out with. He walked over as she covered up her face.
"Hey." Sam said standing next to her. Carrie slowly looked up at him. Again she saw those piercing green eyes but this time, they seemed more warm and friendly. "I didn't catch your name."
"C-carrie." Carrie whispered.
"Cassie?" Sam said.
"Carrie." Carrie said a little louder.
"I can't hear you, did you say Mary?" Sam asked.
"Carrie!" Carrie said a little louder than she meant to. Sam noticed the lights flicker a bit at the outburst but paid little heed to it.
"Woah!" Sam said throwing his hands up. "No need to get upset."
"I-im sorry!" Carrie said. "Please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad." Sam said. "I won't mess up your name again at least." He hoped to get a laugh or a grin out of her but her face remained unchanged. Sam felt awkward now, his charm never failed before. Had the incident really changed him that much? He began to pick up that Carrie wanted to be left alone so he decided to leave.
"So uh, see you later Carrie." Sam said.
"Goodbye." Carrie said quietly while mentally kicking herself. The first person to be nice to her and she blows him off! Oh well it won't matter, in a few weeks he will be joining everyone else in making her life miserable. Carrie decided to forget about it and got back to work on her physics.
Sam made his way to his locker, he was having quite a difficult time finding it. He looked on the sticky note as he scanned the lockers up and down.
"A300, A301, A302... Ah A303!" He said as spotted his locker. He noticed a group of boys wearing jeans and sleeveless shirts standing in front of his locker. The boys were large, even bigger than he was but he was not intimidated. He had fought bigger people.
"Hey mind if I go through?" Sam asked politely to a boy with dark hair who looked like the leader.
"What do you want?" The boy asked in a hostile tone. Sam did not like his attitude.
"My locker is there." Sam said pointing down.
"Why you staring at my dick man? You gay?" The boy taunted as his friends started laughing. Sam frowned, is this what it felt like for those kids at his old school?
"Nice one Bill!" One of them called.
"Can I just get to my locker please?" Sam asked losing patience.
"What are you gonna do?" The boy named Bill asked as he shoved Sam who quickly lit up in rage.
"You do that again and I will fuck you up kid." Sam growled clenching his fists. While he swore never to pick on anyone again, he was more than ready to pound some jerk's face in if they pushed him too far.
"Ooohh a tough guy." Bill said as a crowd began to form. Students felt bad for Sam, he didn't know what he was getting into. No one messed with Billy and his gang and got away with it. Bill and Sam started each other down.
"We gonna do this or are you gonna stand there?" Bill asked cracking his knuckles. Before Sam could respond Bill slammed his fist into Sam's cheek and knocked him to the floor as the crowd gasped.
"What were you saying? You said you were gonna fuck me up?" Bill said laughing. Sam slowly got up and rubbed his cheek which was now starting to bruise. Man that kid packed a punch.
"You hit hard." Sam said spitting. "I hit harder." With that Sam drove his fist into Bill's nose and sprayed blood over his face. Sam grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the lockers and wailed on him. Bill's friends quickly pulled him off and held him down as Bill got up and began punching Sam in the face and stomach. Sam struggled to get free but the two guys holding him were too strong. Sam grunted as each blow knocked the breath out of him. Eventually the two boys let go and Same fell to the ground covered in blood. Sam took this oppurtunity and swung his fist in the knee of the guy on the left causing him to fall. Sam delivered a throat chop which left the boy gasping for air. Sam quickly punched the other boy in the face knocking him into a water fountain leaving Bill and Sam standing.
"Alright break it up! Break it up!" Principle Morton said as he and two campus police broke through and restrained the two boys who were eager to keep going.
"That was only half of what i got!" Sam yelled.
"I'll fuck you up pussy!" Bill yelled as the two were restrained by the police. Principle Morton turned to the crowd.
"Get to your classes!" He yelled before turning to Bill and Sam. "You two, in my office now!". Sam sighed, what a shitty first day at a new school.