this story just came to me a few months ago, after i was watching mean girls and reading pretty little liars i was extremely lazy about writing it, i have severe case of writers block and its pissing me off. i was originally writing it as a novel but i wanted some feedback so i changed the character names and some other plotlines so it could work out. i can guarantee you right now that there will not be a happy ending. so if that upsets you please dont continue reading. rated m for cursing, drugs, psycho bitch activities and other stalker-ish things.
summary: Popularity. Beauty. Intelligence. Boys love her. She was a model for God's sake she's that girl. With Bella Swan the list goes on and on. And then there's Madison. Yep she's that girl to. That girl thats weird. Ugly. Fat. and a teensy bit psychotic. Well let's face it, she's no Bella Swan. But that's the thing. Madison wants to be Bella to the point where she'll do anything to acomplish her goal. Even if she has to get rid of Bella and her friends one by one. this is the story of one girls dangerous fantasy to become Plastic.
Prologue
I watched her again and snorted. When was I not watching Bella? I pulled at my hideous puke green frumpy sweater. Mother said it was perfect for my first day as a freshmen. Why did I listen to her? I stared at Bella again. She was wearing most likely designer jeans, a Hollister tee, and white flip flops. It was an outfit so simple, yet it was so her. I was in a perfect spot where I could watch her and her friends but they couldn't see me. Her friends. The insanely beautiful people. Everyone at school called them The Plastics. I couldn't think of a better name. they all had that unreal beauty to them. It was unnerving to say the least. Bella ran her fingers through her dark brown tresses. She grew her hair out I noted. Last year it barely touched her shoulders and it was now mid back length. I pulled at my French braid, I couldn't do anything else with my pale blond hair. It was like it was permanently set on frizz.
When the bell rang I grabbed my back pack and walked towards school. I stopped immediately. Bella Swan was smiling at me! I struggled breathing, she started waving and I was positive I was dreaming. She gave me one of her famous trademark Bella Swan smiles. I smiled back, hoping I didn't have any stray spinach in between my teeth. That all came crashing down on me when I heard the familiar tinkling laughter of Alice Brandon. Bella wasn't smiling and waving at me, she was doing all of those things to Alice. They hugged each other and squealed acting as if they never saw each for the whole summer. My mood darkened, I was a fool to think Bella Swan would ever say hi to me. And I was angry because of that.
I was mad at the fact that I would never be friends with Bella Swan.
That I would never be Bella Swan.
And that made me want to do some very bad things.
