What did I do?! Courtney Gripling thought once at lunch, poorly balancing her lunch tray on her lap, sitting on the toilet seat. What did I do to deserve THIS?!
Courtney now had to eat lunch in the bathroom. She had been severely bullied by seniors, scarred for life. She was a little fish in a big pond.
In middle school, she was popular. Everyone knew her name, she had hundreds of friends, people were jealous of her and her designer clothes.
She was a far cry from the girl she used to be. Darren Patterson and his cheerleader girlfriend, Simone, and Darren's pathetic wannabe friends had become her successor.
People knew her name still…but now for all the wrong reasons. She was known as the school nutcase. Even some of her teacher's referred her to the school counselor, although she had refused time after time for help.
She now had no friends. Her best friend, Miranda, had dumped her for a Mipsy and her friends, who were way more popular than Courtney, now. She tried Ginger with no luck. She even tried Dodie and Macie as unattractive, annoying, and wannabe-ish as they were. She couldn't believe that even total losers had rejected her. And if she wasn't accepted by them, then what did that make her? What could possibly be lower than Dodie and Macie?
And designer clothes? Only in Courtney's most fanciful dreams. The Griplings had gone bankrupt, and ever since, she had had to wear last year's designer clothes, and shop in places like Target and K-mart….places she thought were myths.
The only thing she could at least be proud of now, is she was one of the smartest kids in her grade. In middle school, she was too busy with her social life to spend all that much time on homework and studying for tests. Usually, the Gripling's old driver, Winston, would always do it for her. Now, she had no more Winston, and she had so much time on her hands….what else could she do?
Pondering all these changes, made Courtney lose her concentration, and the tray wobbled over, and fell onto the blue-tiled bathroom floor. "Ohhhhhhhhhh," Courtney whimpered sadly, over the loss of her mystery meat surprise, salad, and low-calorie cookie.
Suddenly, she heard the door open, and Courtney scurried to stand on the seat, to peer over the stall, to see if might be the senior girls who made her life miserable. Nope, wasn't them. But she saw a familiar face. A nobody in middle school, with the help of Ginger, Dodie, and Macie became popular and stole her spotlight. Hope Rogers.