A/N: Same old thing. I own none of the characters. Except Rachel. Got it?
So don't sue me.
bMiss Perfect /b
Rachel Anne Collier was perfect, if there was any one out there who was. She was thin, kind of tall, and had was born with the perfect golden skin. Her hair was soft and silky, and looked good no matter how she did it. It was naturally light brown, but she'd highlighted it with blonde. Her figure was small and she had slender legs and small feet. Perfect, as I said. And she knew it.
Rachel stood by the starting point on the school track. She'd finished running the two miles and was waiting for the others to finish up. Rachel could make the geeky orange shorts and white shirt look cute.
She hissed as the most overweight, acne covered girl came running past, wheezing."Keep running and lose some of that fat, Wendy." The poor girl ran on, trying her best to ignore the most popular girl in school.
Melanie joined Rachel."Ben is so gonna ask you to the dance this Friday."
"I know it. If he doesn't, I will so have in replaced at the lunch table." Rachel replied. She could see the football player come running down the track and coming to a stop at her side. Rachel flashed one of her more dazzling smiles.
"Hey Ben.." She said, and he stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her softly on the cheek.
Rachel pulled away in disgust."Ewww. You're sweating like a pig."
Ben shrugged."Wanna go to the dance Friday?"
"Sure thing. But you'd better drive your red car this time. Your dad's old VW bug is so not gonna do it." With that, she turned to face Melanie, and Ben left to find the guys.
"We're meeting at our spot by the woods this afternoon, Mel. The guys will be there. Chris said so." Rachel said, before Mel could protest, Rachel added,"If you don't come, I'll give Wendy your spot at the lunch table. Think where that will put you in our peers' eyes."
Mel blinked in surprise, but didn't dare say anything. Rachel had too much power over the school and her threats were never empty.
Taylor caught up to Wendy, who had burst into tears, which definitely wasn't helping her breathing while she ran."Calm down, Wendy! Don't listen to her. Shes a witch." Taylor glanced back angrily at the perfect girl called Rachel, standing there looking pretty. Taylor flipped her dirty-blonde hair."Seriously. Girls like that get theirs in the end."
Wendy's tears subsided as she gave a nod." I guess. But why does she have to be so mean? I never did anything to her."
Taylor nodded. No one ever did. Rachel got her way, is all. Any one less important than herself got walked on.
Taylor herself wasn't ugly, but she certainly wasn't pretty. She wore braces, and her eyes were dark chocolate brown. Freckles showed across the bridge of her nose. She was very thin, gaunt looking even. She looked very breakable, but that definitely wasn't true. She was strong, but never had a chance to show it.
Class was over as soon as Wendy had managed to finish the two miles. Gym was last period for Rachel, so she quickly made her way to her locker through the crowded hallway. A scrawny freshman boy bumped into her, making her drop her things. Rachel always traveled with Ben and Chris, and the two football players quickly shoved the poor boy against the lockers. The sound had gotten the atteniton of the highschoolers who turned to watch.
"You're gonna wish you'd never been born, boy!" Chris hissed, shoving him into the lockers again. The boy winced. Surprising everyone, Rachel stepped forward and touched Chris's arm.
"Let him down." She said clearly, and he obeyed. She peered down at the boy with her intense blue eyes."No physical harm will come to you. But don't expect to have *any* friends when you come to school tomorrow."
With that, she walked away to her locker. The hallway was silent, as if all were afraid that Rachel (or, more likely, her two bodyguards) would attack them if they made a peep. Then a voice came out, low and filled with hate."Witch."
Rachel spun round, and her eyes narrowed on a scrawny girl with straight dirty blonde hair. The girl was giving her a look of pure venom.
"What did you call me?" Rachel asked, her voice quiet and deadly.
"You heard me, witch. Something as foul as you has no right to push people around like that." Taylor said, courage keeping her going. Bout time someone stood up to Rachel.
"Brave, aren't you? We'll see how brave you are tonight. Meet us at the edge of the woods tonight. Don't be late." Rachel turned again and busied herself with her locker. When she turned around again, the bony girl was gone.
Rachel waved goodbye to Ben and Chris and got the key into the lock, and walked into her house. She could hear shouts coming from the kitchen, though this was not unusal. She heard her mother scream and something smash against the wall. Rachel dropped her backback on the couch and headed into the kitchen, snatched an apple and walked down the narrow hallway to her room, where she slammed the door shut behind her.
Rachel changed into a pair of low hip huggers and retrieved her new belt that said PRINCESS across the front. The then slipped on a pink halter top- belly shirt that said 'Babe' on the front in glittering letters. She put her hair into a cute ponytail-bun and raced out of her room and out the front door, before either her mother or her crazy boyfriend could stop her.
Rae never spent much time in her house. She hated to think about how horrible her family was. Each afternoon, she ran off to the park to be alone and think. Sometimes she spent hours on that parkbench, others only a few minutes. But today she felt she really needed to sit and think about today. And about the girl she had turned into.
Taylor walke dup the front steps into her house, careful to not step into any of her mother's precious flowers. Her mother loved those flowers as if they were her own children. This always amused Taylor. Once inside, Taylor quickly untied her shoes and met her mother in the kitchen with a hug.
Her mother kissed her lightly on the forehead."Hello darling. Have a good day?"
"Yep. Well mostly."Tell mother about incident or not, Taylor wondered. Before her mother could ask what she meant by 'mostly' Taylor continued."I got loads of homework. I'll be in my room." She started to the stairs. She looked back to her mother only once to say,"And I'm going out to eat tonight, so don't worry about my eating dinner!" before disappearing up the stairs and into her bedroom.
Tay quite liked her room. It was one of the bigger rooms in the house and had she had a queen-sized bed, with a green,blue and purple design on the covers. One top was a bunch of stuffed animals. Taylor took a ratty-looking brown one into her arms before dropping on her stomach on the bed.
"Hey Bob. I got a problem." Tay propped him up against a pillow before continueing."See, this really mean girl at school wants me to go to the woods tonight, but if I go, I'll likely get hurt. But if I don't go, I'll still get hurt. Any ideas?"The stuffed toy stayed silent. But Tay understood."Brilliant! I'll go, and if it gets ugly, I'll use my karate."
Satisfied with that, Tay stood up. An isistent scratching came on the door. Tay opened it and a large orange cat came running in.
"Hey B.C. I was just discussing my problems with Bob. You missed out." The cat ignored her and jumped onto the bed, and began licking itself."Must you bathe now?"
Tay sighed and turned away, and took a seat at her desk. She pressed the big blue button and her computer came on, playing the welcoming music. Only one of her contacts were online. Taylor clicked Wendy's screenname.
Tay Tay: Hey Wendy! Whats up?
Windy Wendy: Nm. Surfin' the web. Came across an awesome LotR site.
Tay Tay: Gimme the link please.
Windy Wendy: K. link You can find your elvin name.
Tay Tay: Thanks.
Tay Tay: Totally cool! My elvish name rocks. Its : Failariël Telemnar
Windy Wendy: Mines Eldárwen Lossëhelin. I love it.
Tay Tay: Nice. Well, I outta go. I need to warm up. I may have to use karate tonight.
Windy Wendy: You aren't gonna go meet them are you?
Tay Tay: I have to. Bye.
Tay Tay has just signed off.
Windy Wendy: This can't be good.
bMiss Perfect /b
Rachel Anne Collier was perfect, if there was any one out there who was. She was thin, kind of tall, and had was born with the perfect golden skin. Her hair was soft and silky, and looked good no matter how she did it. It was naturally light brown, but she'd highlighted it with blonde. Her figure was small and she had slender legs and small feet. Perfect, as I said. And she knew it.
Rachel stood by the starting point on the school track. She'd finished running the two miles and was waiting for the others to finish up. Rachel could make the geeky orange shorts and white shirt look cute.
She hissed as the most overweight, acne covered girl came running past, wheezing."Keep running and lose some of that fat, Wendy." The poor girl ran on, trying her best to ignore the most popular girl in school.
Melanie joined Rachel."Ben is so gonna ask you to the dance this Friday."
"I know it. If he doesn't, I will so have in replaced at the lunch table." Rachel replied. She could see the football player come running down the track and coming to a stop at her side. Rachel flashed one of her more dazzling smiles.
"Hey Ben.." She said, and he stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her softly on the cheek.
Rachel pulled away in disgust."Ewww. You're sweating like a pig."
Ben shrugged."Wanna go to the dance Friday?"
"Sure thing. But you'd better drive your red car this time. Your dad's old VW bug is so not gonna do it." With that, she turned to face Melanie, and Ben left to find the guys.
"We're meeting at our spot by the woods this afternoon, Mel. The guys will be there. Chris said so." Rachel said, before Mel could protest, Rachel added,"If you don't come, I'll give Wendy your spot at the lunch table. Think where that will put you in our peers' eyes."
Mel blinked in surprise, but didn't dare say anything. Rachel had too much power over the school and her threats were never empty.
Taylor caught up to Wendy, who had burst into tears, which definitely wasn't helping her breathing while she ran."Calm down, Wendy! Don't listen to her. Shes a witch." Taylor glanced back angrily at the perfect girl called Rachel, standing there looking pretty. Taylor flipped her dirty-blonde hair."Seriously. Girls like that get theirs in the end."
Wendy's tears subsided as she gave a nod." I guess. But why does she have to be so mean? I never did anything to her."
Taylor nodded. No one ever did. Rachel got her way, is all. Any one less important than herself got walked on.
Taylor herself wasn't ugly, but she certainly wasn't pretty. She wore braces, and her eyes were dark chocolate brown. Freckles showed across the bridge of her nose. She was very thin, gaunt looking even. She looked very breakable, but that definitely wasn't true. She was strong, but never had a chance to show it.
Class was over as soon as Wendy had managed to finish the two miles. Gym was last period for Rachel, so she quickly made her way to her locker through the crowded hallway. A scrawny freshman boy bumped into her, making her drop her things. Rachel always traveled with Ben and Chris, and the two football players quickly shoved the poor boy against the lockers. The sound had gotten the atteniton of the highschoolers who turned to watch.
"You're gonna wish you'd never been born, boy!" Chris hissed, shoving him into the lockers again. The boy winced. Surprising everyone, Rachel stepped forward and touched Chris's arm.
"Let him down." She said clearly, and he obeyed. She peered down at the boy with her intense blue eyes."No physical harm will come to you. But don't expect to have *any* friends when you come to school tomorrow."
With that, she walked away to her locker. The hallway was silent, as if all were afraid that Rachel (or, more likely, her two bodyguards) would attack them if they made a peep. Then a voice came out, low and filled with hate."Witch."
Rachel spun round, and her eyes narrowed on a scrawny girl with straight dirty blonde hair. The girl was giving her a look of pure venom.
"What did you call me?" Rachel asked, her voice quiet and deadly.
"You heard me, witch. Something as foul as you has no right to push people around like that." Taylor said, courage keeping her going. Bout time someone stood up to Rachel.
"Brave, aren't you? We'll see how brave you are tonight. Meet us at the edge of the woods tonight. Don't be late." Rachel turned again and busied herself with her locker. When she turned around again, the bony girl was gone.
Rachel waved goodbye to Ben and Chris and got the key into the lock, and walked into her house. She could hear shouts coming from the kitchen, though this was not unusal. She heard her mother scream and something smash against the wall. Rachel dropped her backback on the couch and headed into the kitchen, snatched an apple and walked down the narrow hallway to her room, where she slammed the door shut behind her.
Rachel changed into a pair of low hip huggers and retrieved her new belt that said PRINCESS across the front. The then slipped on a pink halter top- belly shirt that said 'Babe' on the front in glittering letters. She put her hair into a cute ponytail-bun and raced out of her room and out the front door, before either her mother or her crazy boyfriend could stop her.
Rae never spent much time in her house. She hated to think about how horrible her family was. Each afternoon, she ran off to the park to be alone and think. Sometimes she spent hours on that parkbench, others only a few minutes. But today she felt she really needed to sit and think about today. And about the girl she had turned into.
Taylor walke dup the front steps into her house, careful to not step into any of her mother's precious flowers. Her mother loved those flowers as if they were her own children. This always amused Taylor. Once inside, Taylor quickly untied her shoes and met her mother in the kitchen with a hug.
Her mother kissed her lightly on the forehead."Hello darling. Have a good day?"
"Yep. Well mostly."Tell mother about incident or not, Taylor wondered. Before her mother could ask what she meant by 'mostly' Taylor continued."I got loads of homework. I'll be in my room." She started to the stairs. She looked back to her mother only once to say,"And I'm going out to eat tonight, so don't worry about my eating dinner!" before disappearing up the stairs and into her bedroom.
Tay quite liked her room. It was one of the bigger rooms in the house and had she had a queen-sized bed, with a green,blue and purple design on the covers. One top was a bunch of stuffed animals. Taylor took a ratty-looking brown one into her arms before dropping on her stomach on the bed.
"Hey Bob. I got a problem." Tay propped him up against a pillow before continueing."See, this really mean girl at school wants me to go to the woods tonight, but if I go, I'll likely get hurt. But if I don't go, I'll still get hurt. Any ideas?"The stuffed toy stayed silent. But Tay understood."Brilliant! I'll go, and if it gets ugly, I'll use my karate."
Satisfied with that, Tay stood up. An isistent scratching came on the door. Tay opened it and a large orange cat came running in.
"Hey B.C. I was just discussing my problems with Bob. You missed out." The cat ignored her and jumped onto the bed, and began licking itself."Must you bathe now?"
Tay sighed and turned away, and took a seat at her desk. She pressed the big blue button and her computer came on, playing the welcoming music. Only one of her contacts were online. Taylor clicked Wendy's screenname.
Tay Tay: Hey Wendy! Whats up?
Windy Wendy: Nm. Surfin' the web. Came across an awesome LotR site.
Tay Tay: Gimme the link please.
Windy Wendy: K. link You can find your elvin name.
Tay Tay: Thanks.
Tay Tay: Totally cool! My elvish name rocks. Its : Failariël Telemnar
Windy Wendy: Mines Eldárwen Lossëhelin. I love it.
Tay Tay: Nice. Well, I outta go. I need to warm up. I may have to use karate tonight.
Windy Wendy: You aren't gonna go meet them are you?
Tay Tay: I have to. Bye.
Tay Tay has just signed off.
Windy Wendy: This can't be good.