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Oh yeah and they are all in 8th grade and all of the story is in bubbles' pov

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Chapter 2

This is the story of how I became popular and lost one of my best friends all in one week.

It was the first day of seventh grade. It was lunch and me and Buttercup were trying to calm down a furious Brat. Some 8th grader named Amanda called Brat a squirt in the hallway and now she was practically out for blood.

"Brat will you calm down? It's not that big of a deal of a deal" Buttercup said

"Yes it is Miss Im so high and mighty! Do you know what decisions are made on the first few weeks of middle school? I don't want to end up in the Dungeon!" Brat said

Brat did have a point. In the first few weeks of middle school you need to find your place. And that includes where you sit in the cafeteria. But if you go sit at different tables people will just look at you strangely.

"I know! Let's go sit at Court!" Brat said

"We can't!" Buttercup said

"Why not?" she demanded

"We need to be invited" she replied

I have only been in school for a few hours and I already heard people talking about Court. It is where the popular kids sit. And you have to be invited or you can't go.

"Really? Watch me" she walked off. Me and Buttercup grabbed our stuff and scrambled after her.

She pointed to two seats near the end

"Sit" she commanded we both sat down. She dragged a chair and sat across from me and began to eat her lunch quietly. Everyone at the table stared at us.

"What do you think you're doing her?" Amanda demanded scrunching her nose like she smelled something foul. Brat smiled and began to list all of the things Amanda was wearing and pointed out how it was all not worthy of the Court. When she was done everyone (including me and buttercup) stared at her in awe. Then Brooklyn-the head of Court- broke the silence.

"What's your name?"

"Brat. They are Bubbles and Buttercup" she said pointing to us. I smiled and Buttercup was still in shock at what Brat did.

Brooklyn smiled at us "Nice outfit" then her smile faded "And Amanda she is right. Don't even bother coming here tomorrow if you can't dress yourself" she said. Amanda looked ready to rip Brat's head off but everyone ignored her. Then they all began to talk about stuff. I was reading a note from my dad. He went to Peru to do some research so he wouldn't be back for a while.

"Hey Bubbles? Are you even listening? And what are you reading?" Brooklyn said sounding extremely annoyed that I wasn't paying attention to the conversation

"Nothing!" I said shoving the note into my bag

"But I need to as you a question" I leaned in and widened my eyes like what I was about to ask was super important "What are you wearing to the football game next week?"

So at the end of lunch Brooklyn invited us to sit at Court. Brat was beyond excited. I was sort of excited too. I had never been a part of the popular crowd. Buttercup? Not sure… she didn't really talk with anyone. She almost looked bored.

The following day at lunch!

"Come on guys! Hurry up!" Brat said.

"Brat. We need to talk" Buttercup said

"About what? And cant it wait?"

"No. I don't want to go back there"

Brat raised an eyebrow "Excuse me?" she said

"I don't want to go back and sit at Court."Buttercup said firmly.

"Why not?" Brat demanded

"Because it's boring there and all the people are fake" she stated matter of factly

"Shh! Lower your voice! They might hear you!" she hissed

"I don't care! Bubbles? What do you say?" Buttercup said. Brat looked at me with pleading eyes.

Well I didn't know what to say. I mean Buttercup did have a point. It was kind of boring. But in history a group of girls asked if I sat at Court. And when I said yes they invited me to their slumber party on the weekend. Now that I liked a lot.

"You want to go don't you?" Buttercup said glaring.

"So what if she does? It's your choice Bubbles" Brat said

"Whatever. Go to fake town with those losers. I don't care. And don't even dare come crawling back to me" Buttercup hissed. She stormed off to the Dungeon without even turning back.

"Don't worry Bubbles. You made the right choice. It's her loss" Brat said putting an arm around me. I knew I still had Brat. But something deep inside of me I felt as if I did the wrong thing.

We made our way up to Court and took our seats.

"Where's your friend?" Brooklyn asked

"She had to take care of something" Brat shot me a look that said keep it closed. I got the hint and kept my mouth shut.

"Good. I didn't like her in the first place. Don't bring her back here" she said. Both of us didn't say anything. We both knew that Buttercup wouldn't even consider sitting here.

By the end of the week everyone in school knew mine and Brat's name. Neither of us spoke to Buttercup since lunch. We didn't have any classes with her and her locker was on the other end of the school so it was like she didn't even exist anymore.

By the end of the month me and Brat were the most popular seventh graders. We got invited to just about every single party or get together. It was awesome but I felt like a piece of me was…missing.

Then I got the dreaded nickname. Barbie Bubbles. Buttercup was the one who made it up (surprise surprise) she is the only one who ever says it directly to my face. It hurts. Not the fact that almost everyone calls me that behind my back. The fact that Buttercup made it up. Brat told me to ignore it and that all the people who call me Barbie Bubbles are just jealous. But I couldn't…

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