renee

Brianna was freaking out way too much over Eric. I was sure that he would eventually see through Candace. But then again, we were fooled ourselves for the longest time.
After lunch, I made my way to homeroom. Candace was standing in the doorway. She faced me.
"I don't know what happened to you, Renee. I mean, you were always slow on the uptake, but you sure were fast to get away from me," she said. "I guess I, um, was slow in figuring out how cruel you were, but once I did, um, figure you out, I took, um, action fast," I said. The whole class was watching us. "Well, deary, um, um, um, um, um, I hope, um, um, I'll see you, um, um, um, at Eric's party tomorrow, um, um, um, um, um, so I can totally, um, um, um, humiliate you," she said, imitating me by adding in "ums". "I'll be there so I can, um, show you that your evil little plans don't always, um, work." "Fine. See you there, um, um, um, um, um, Renee," Candace sneered.
The rest of class, I was zoned out. I couldn't miss the party, because then Candace would say to everyone that I had chickened out. It was a huge predicament, because my mom might not even let me go. Either way, I was going to let Brianna know that Eric was having a party.

candace

My mom dropped me off at Eric's house. It was gigantic. It reminded me strongly of Darcy's house. Practically everything just said "this costs so much money!" My house wasn't tacky like that. But I suppose if you're going to have a party, you might as well show off how big and grand your house is. When I walked in, there were expensive painting and furniture everywhere. Leather couches, stylish wood furnishings, the works. I rolled my eyes. This was supposed to be "classy"? I almost made me puke.
I caught up with Nicole. "Hey, Nikki," I said. "Hey! When'd you get here?" she asked me. "Oh, just a few minutes ago," I shrugged. This wasn't turning into an entertaining conversation. "Have any idea where Renee is?" I asked her, not even bothering to consider the fact that she might not even know Renee. "Oh, she's by the pool," Nicole said shortly. I could tell she was angry with me, but there was no point in telling her. She'd just get angrier. I went out to the pool.
Everyone was partying and jamming to the music. I danced for a little while. I saw Renee standing there with Brianna. I sashayed up to them.
"Well, hello girls," I said. Renee was wearing the cheapest little one- piece I'd ever seen. It was plain, old, bright red, shouting, "Look how unfashionable I am!" As for Brianna, her two piece had bleach marks on it, plus it was black, making her look like a big fat cow. Her dull eyes and huge nose topped the look off. These two were just pathetic.
"Having fun, I see? I don't recall this being a costume party, dears. Better take those hideous masks off before you get made fun of, now," I said as loudly as I could. People were sniggering and it seemed as if they were all watching. Perfect.
"Renee, you look so drab. Pick yourself a good-looking bathing suit for once, will you?" I said. We were standing right by the pool. I grabbed her, and threw her right in, drab old bathing suit and all. She squealed and everyone laughed, getting back to their dancing. But then they stopped. I didn't notice Brianna behind me. She ran up, the little brat, and pushed me in!
I couldn't hear or see. I was just angry. I came back up to the surface to hear and see everyone cheering and stomping their feet.
"Way to go, Brianna!" people yelled. I couldn't believe this. People were cheering? For her? But I was the popular one!
I dragged myself out of the pool. My jeans and top were soaked. I was seething. "You-little-brat," I said through my teeth, making my way through the crowd to a laughing Brianna. Someone pulled me back.
"I don't tolerate that kind of behaviour in my house," Eric said. "Call your mom. You're going home."
I called my mom. When she pulled up, seeing me soaked through and through, and dragging myself, squelching in my wet sneakers, I glared.
"Don't even think of asking," I said.