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Lily's POV

Hello. My name is Lily Randall. I just moved from California and I'm going to this place called Roscoe High. Why? My parents suck. Okay, my dad's boss is. He fires my dad and then tells him there's a great job on the other side of the world. And my dad, being the stupid person he is, takes the job!

Now, I have to move somewhere far, far away. I think. I don't really care anymore. Though, I'm scared. I've never been to High School. I've never been in a school. My parents home-schooled me and I have to say that I am pretty smart. So, I'm a freshman...and I heard of all the stories about High School. One wrong move...you're dead.

But it's not like that.

Right?

Couple of Weeks Later

"Here's your schedule. Have a nice day." the secretary told me as she chewed her bubblegum. She doesn't care if I dropped dead. No one in this school does. It's the first day of school, and I hate Roscoe High already. I've only been here for 2 minutes though...still...

"I'M PURPLE!" I heard someone cheer out. Purple? What? A color? Is that good or something?

"Well, I'm Green. Not that bad." I heard someone say as I passed him or her. They stopped then stared at me. "New girl." they whispered. "A Gold perhaps?"

Gold? Purple? Green? Roscoe High has issues. I thought as I walked over to my locker, which the secretary had given me. Two boys were leaning on the locker next to mine. One was tall; the other was shorter. They both had brown hair. Or was it black?

"I got a Yellow. What about you Ted?"

"Yellow..."

I heard a sigh. Two sighs in fact. They must be disappointed.

"Uh…" I said as I opened my locker. "What's with all the colors?"

They stared at me. With big eyes. Was I like...an alien or something? I was really getting freaked out.

"New girl?" I heard the Ted guy say to the other one, who nodded. "Well, I'm Ted. He's Ed. Look at that envelope in your locker. Now."

They said it was like an order, so I glanced down and saw a small white envelope, just on the floor. I knelt down and picked it up, then opened it. There was just a Gold piece of paper in there. I didn't get it. Everyone I met called me weird and strange. They haven't ever gone to Roscoe High.

"Gold!" I heard Ed say. "It's GOLD Ted! It's really...GOLD...It looks...just like I imagined!" I looked at them with confusion and then Ed coughed and continues. "Roscoe High is a shallow, shallow school. And….a long time ago, someone thought up the idea of making colors of your social status.

"For example...if you are a purple, you are a friend with the Golds. If you are a Green, you are just a regular person. Now...if you were a Yellow, you are a nerd that doesn't really talk to the Golds. A brown is outcasts/punks/rebels...and the Golds don't ever talk to them. And the Blacks. Oh my god. The blacks. I don't think anyone has been a Black. Except that one kid."

"What happens to the Blacks?" I asked. I was getting more curious by the second.

"They are shunned. By everyone. If anyone talks to them...they're shunned too. You had to do something bad to be a Black. The Golds make the Blacks' lives living hells." Ted told me, as Ed shuddered with fright.

"Whoa. Pretty serious huh? But - wait -- who are the Golds? What are the Golds?" I glanced at my paper. Was I like...famous...or something?

"The Golds..." Ed said, with excitement in his voice. "…are the most popular people in the school. They are the Golds for 4 years in total. Everyone worships them. Even the teachers love them. They are rich and beautiful. Anyway, last year, the Senior Golds graduated...and they went to the Junior High, that's connected to the High School, and picked 2 girls and 3 boys.

"They couldn't find another girl that was cool enough to be a Gold. So, the new boys of the school are Greens, automatically. But the new girls...they are Golds...in training that is. They have one week to prove to the other Golds that they should be a Gold. And guess what?"

"What?" I blinked. This was way too much to handle.

"There are 3 new girls. Including you! If you're a Gold, you are famous! The Golds right now are Kim, the leader, Audrey, Travis, Ray and Robbie. Snobs...but everyone wants to be them!" Ted explained. Whoa. I could be a Gold? No way...I shook my head. Get it together Lily, who cares if you're a Gold or not? Though…it would be kinda sweet.

As I was deep in thought, I heard a screech from a girl. My head shot up and I saw the hall was cleared and some people were walking down. The Golds, I thought. They looked like it. The two girls were really pretty and the guys...I blushed. God, they're cute. Actually, they're gorgeous. Now I get why they are Golds.

"Good morning everyone." one of the girls said. Kim. It looked like a Kim. She looked like she was the leader. As she smiled at people, she noticed me. I turned red as her eyes locked onto me. Turning her head, she whispered something to the other Golds. They walked over to me. Ed and Ted were hysterical with happiness.

"You're the new girl eh?" Kim asked me, a devious smile on her face. She and snobby...not someone I would like to hang out with. But…it's High School, right? Only shallow people get anywhere in this world.

"Yeah. Lily. Lily Randall." I forced a smile.

"Did they explain the rules of the game?" Kim motioned toward Ed and Ted.

"Game?"

"The game of the colors, of High School silly. Do you want to be a Gold?" she asked. It was silent. No one even breathed.

"Yeah, sure. I wouldn't mind." Oh god. I just said something so stupid. I heard someone bust up with laughter. The boys, Ray, Robbie, and Travis were cracking up. Oops. I thought.

"Yeah? Sure? Don't get so enthusiastic about the whole thing!" one of them said.

"Quiet Ray! Oh yes...this is Audrey, Ray, Robbie and Travis." she pointed them out. "Oh...I'm Kim."

It was really weird. The first day, my first real day of high school and I'm in the shallowest high school ever.

Great.


Heh. Fun fun fun for everyone.

Allie