-Nancy Pancy and the Social Chart-

Early in the morning, my friends and I stood at the bus stop, waiting to get to school. Fanboy stood next to Chum Chum giggling as they traded ManArctica trading cards, Kyle leaned on the bus stop pole as he practiced a fireball trick and I stood quietly, looking down the street for the bus to arrive. Instead of the bus arriving, I saw a brown haired girl walking down the sidewalk. I didn't recognize her at first, but then I realized it was Nancy Pancy, one of Yo's followers from school. She ran over to the bus stop and stopped to catch her breath.

"Did the bus get here yet?,"she asked.

"Obviously not,"Kyle mumbled,"Or we all wouldn't be standing here." She glanced at him rudely and turned her attention to me.

"Your Rima, right?,"she asked me. I nodded and smiled at her. She smiled back."Oh, well I'm Nancy." Already knew that. To me, Nancy didn't seem like the type of girl to be hanging around Yo and Francine. They were both so popular in school and it always seemed like Nancy only hanged around them for the street credit. Usually when I saw Nancy, she would be reading or carrying Francine's purse when it got too heavy for her. Other then that, I've never really seen any actual hanging out being done.

"Your with this guy, right?,"she asked me roughly and pointing to Kyle.

"Um, yeah."

"Oh. Just wanted to know." She adjusted he glasses and opened her backpack, grabbing a book to read. I smiled at her.

"Your a reader?,"I asked. She looked up at me and nodded.

"Yeah, I like reading. I guess...,"she replied.

"Me too." She looked back down at her book as though she wasn't intrested in talking to me. The mini-diva aura she had taken on was kinda showing when she started to ignore me. Kyle pulled me aside quickly.

"Why are you talking to her?,"he asked me,"She's just one of those clones." I looked over at Nancy and shook my head.

"No, I don't think she is,"I said to him,"I feel like she just doesn't know who to be." Kyle shook his head, knowing what I was about to do.

"Your too nice love,"he sighed,"You can't be nice to everyone." I shook him off and walked onto the bus as it stopped. Kyle followed me on. I turned to Nancy, who was sitting in a middle seat, and smiled at her.

"Hey, wanna sit with us today?,"I asked. She thought for a few seconds before getting up.

"Sure, I guess...,"she slightly smiled back. She followed me to the back and sat next to me. Kyle sat in a seat behind me. Nancy pulled out her book again and held it out to me. "Ever read this?"

"Actually, I have. I love mystery novels."

"Me too! They're my favorites!" We giggled a little and talked some more about a few of our favorite books. The bus stopped again and opened it's doors. Yo and Francine boarded the bus and looked over at the seat Nancy would have been sitting in. Then they looked towards the back, instantly spotting Nancy and I laughing about a book we read.

"NANCY!,"Francine yelled,"What are you doing sitting over there?"

"Yeah, aren't you our friend?,"Yo added. Nancy looked at me and then over at them. She stood up and laughed.

"I was, um, just telling Rima that I like her...SWEATER! I like her sweater!,"she lied. Yo looked at my sweater and smiled.

"Aw, your right! It's cute!,"Yo agreed.

"Can you hold my purse?,"Francine groaned,"It's getting kinda heavy." Nancy looked at me again before heading to the front. I sighed as Kyle took his place next to me.

"Told you,"he said to me,"She's just a wannabe." I looked up at Kyle, knowing he was right.

"I just thought she would wanna hang out with us. She seems soo nice." He shook his head.

"Forget her, she's an idiot."

"You know you say that about everyone, right?"

"Maybe...so?" I giggled and turned to the window.

During lunch, Fanboy was showing me a picture he had painted in art class. He sat on the table, poking the picture in each of our faces. It was picture of the group, just...in stick figure form.

"See? That's you, there's Kyle and that's Chummy over there!" We all stared at it.

"Oh...,"Kyle and I mumbled. Chum Chum clapped his hands.

"THAT LOOKS JUST LIKE ME!,"he smiled,"How did you manage to get my good side?" Before Fanboy could explain his work, Nancy walked over to our table, smiling at me. Kyle pulled his hood over his head and looked away. Fanboy hopped off the table and together, we all looked at Nancy.

"Um..hey,"she said to us. We all weakly waved. She sat down and slowly placed her tray on the table. To her, we probably looked like a gang of crazy gothic, costumed kids. The table we sat at was in the corner of the room where the light wasn't the brightest, since Kyle hates bright light. His hair would look even more red in bright light and he hated all the questions about what "hair dye" he uses, since it's natural. Plus in the corner, Fanboy and Chum Chum were free to act wild and crazy. They didn't have to worry about weird glances and rude comments. So seeing Nancy sitting here was kinda ruining the flow of the teenage social chart, us being on the bottom and her near the top.

"So, what were we talking about this morning?,"Nancy asked me, taking out the book she was reading earlier. I crossed my arms.

"My sweater?,"I replied. She looked up at me and adjusted her glasses.

"O-oh, about that...,"she started,"Sorry I lied to Yo and Francine. If they knew that I was like, hanging out with you guys, they would probably-"

"Send you to sit with the school weirdos forever?,"Kyle interrupted. Nancy looked down at her book. Kyle snarled at her."Knew it." My eyes grew.

"Nancy, you think we're weird too?,"I asked her,"Are you embarrassed to hang out with me?"

"N-no! It's just, I really wanna be friends with Yo too, since she's all popular and stuff. I just wanted more friends, you know?"

"So to be friends with her, you can't be seen with us?,"Fanboy asked. Chum Chum pouted. Nancy rubbed her forehead.

"Guys you gotta understand, I don't make the rules! I mean, Yo likes Rima. She even wants her to hang out with us,"Nancy sighed. I stood up and leaned over the table.

"I will never hang out with you, Yo or Francine! Your all mean to my friends! Why can't we all just accept each other here? I just don't get it!" I grabbed my bag and walked out as the final bell rang. My friends followed me out, leaving Nancy at the table alone. I sighed and took in a deep breath of air once I got outside. Fanboy put his arm around me.

"That was kinda mean, right?,"he asked me. I shrugged.

"Honestly, I don't really care anymore. People disgust me." Kyle smiled at me and nodded.

"That's a positive attitude!,"he said,"People are evil! Horrid and unworthy. I hate them all...well, except for you Rima. I love you." Chum Chum crossed his arms.

"What about us?,"he asked. Kyle leaned on the bus stop pole.

"Like I said, I love Rima,"he smiled. I slapped his arm as he laughed. The bus pulled over and we got on. Fanboy stopped in the middle of the row and sat down. My eyes grew.

"What are you doing?,"I asked him,"We sit in the back."

"There's no assigned seats on this bus!,"he said to me,"I wanna sit here today!" Kyle smiled at Fanboy and sat next to him. I sat in the seat across next to Chum Chum. As teens boarded the bus, their eyes fell on us as we laughed and watched everyone's reactions. Some of them giggled too while others mumbled rude things to their friends. The order on the bus was completly scrambled up, since there wasn't enough room for all of Yo's friends to sit in the back or the front. So band geeks sat with a few jocks and poetry emos shared seats with make-up queens. We smiled at Fanboy.

"This was a GREAT idea!,"I whispered to him,"I LOVE how the bus looks right now!"

"Me too!,"Chum Chum agreed,"Good idea Fanboy!" He smiled and stared at Kyle, waiting for him to say something about his work.

"Okay I have to admit, this is pretty cool,"Kyle mumbled. Nancy boarded the bus and looked towards the middle. Her eyebrow raised as she noticed us and then her eyes grew when she saw the rest of the bus. The only seat left was one infront of me. She slowly walked towards the middle and sat down next to a history buff. She turned around and smiled at me.

"Does all this have anything to do with you?,"she asked. I shook my head.

"Actually, no,"I replied,"But it's nice, isn't it?" She nodded slightly.

"Yeah, I guess...,"she answered, turning around as the bus started off. I just wish it could always be like this...