Chloe Ginger was the daughter of the devil, well, that's at least how Camille thought it out to be. Oona had to disagree, she always saw the good in people, and Oona could tell that Chloe was actually a good person on the inside. " That's because she hasn't picked on you yet, " Camille would always say at this. Oona had never been a target of bullying for the 'populars', so she never had to worry about stuff like that.
As Oona and Camille walked into the cafe stopped in her tracks. It's that boy, Oona thought, spotting the blue-haired boy in the cluttered lunch room. " Save me a seat Camille, I have to..." Oona paused. If she told Camille she was going to talk to a 'popular', Camille would instantly disapprove, dragging her farther and farther away from the 'populars' table. " I have to...go throw something away, " Camille raised her eyebrow, but Oona scurried away before she could respond.
But before she could make to the table, she had collided with someone, and before she knew it, she was on the ground, covered in spaghetti. " AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! " Chloe screamed at the top of her lungs. Her posse quickly came and helped her clean up, but she brushed them away and gave Oona a cold, hard glare.
" You! You did this! " The said angrily, rising from the ground. " I can't believe you would do this to me! Do you know who I am? " She folded her arms, staring down at Oona.
" Oh come on Chloe, it was just an accident, " Oona turned her head, facing the boy she had seen earlier. He gave her a smile, reaching out his hand. Oona took it, and he help her up once again.
" Whatever, " Chloe gave Oona one last glare and walked away. She said something under her breath, causing her followers to look over their shoulders at Oona. They have her a look of disgust before rushing off.
" Are you okay? " A girl with golden locks asked, planting her hands on her hips. Oona nodded then looked down at her feet. " Have we met? " The girl asked, examining her from head to toe.
" Uh, no I don't think so, " Oona said, still staring down at her feet.
" Oh, well what's your name then? " She asked.
" Oona, " Oona looked up, answering the girl's question.
" I'm Deema, this is my brother Gil, " she pointing to herself, the motioned to the boy standing next to Oona. He smiled, giving her a quick 'hello'.
" Maybe we could hang some time? " Deema asked, flipping her golden curls over her shoulder. Oona nodded a smile hinted in her lips.
" Great! " She cheered, giving Oona a quick squeeze before walking away. Gil followed, waving 'goodbye' as they left.
" Throwing something away, huh? " Oona froze, her tray slipping out of her hands.
" Sorry Camille, it's just..." Oona trailed off, figuring out the words to say.
" I know, I know, I wouldn't have let you go, " The two friends laughed and walked over to their table.
Molly sat in the corner of the gym, watching all the students as they talked and laughed. Gym was always difficult for Molly, since she didn't know anyone, she was forced to be alone. Molly sighed, hugging her knees to her chest. She lowered her head as tears filled her eyes.
" Hey, wanna join our group? " Molly quickly wiped her eyes. She looked up and saw the girl from homeroom with Chloe by her side.
" Oh, sure, " Molly stood up, following them to the other side of the gym. Chloe stayed her distance, but Molly could tell she was really annoyed.
" Why does Miranda have to be here?! " Chloe whined motioning to Molly.
" Chloe, don't be mean, " The girl said. Chloe snorted, glaring at Molly.
" Okay class, today were going to be playing kickball, " The gym teacher said, looking at clip board. " Everyone out on the field! " She blew the whistle that was hanging around her neck. When we arrived on the field she announced the team and who was going first.
" See ya out there! " Chloe said, smirking, shaking Molly's hands. Molly nodded and Deema raised her eyebrow.
When Chloe was up to bat, the bases were full. All she has to do is score a home run, Deema thought. She looked at Molly, who was smiling, ready to run home. Behind her was her brother Gil, who was busy chatting with another baseman. The ball rolled to Chloe and she smirked, kicking the ball towards Molly. When Molly saw the ball leave Chloe's toes, she's instantly ran home, causing the ball to rocket towards Gil.
" Oops! " Chloe said innocently. Deema glared at Chloe, and walked over to her fallen brother. Deema crouched down next to Molly and looked at her brother. Good thing Chloe isn't a wiz at sports, or else Gil would have gotten a face full of ball, Deema giggled. Molly eyed her suspiciously than look back at Gil. She was about to reach out and touch his face, when his eyes snapped open. He looked around for a while, then sat up.
" Here Gil, " The teacher tossed him an ice pack. Gil placed the ice pack gently on his top of his head and sat down on the sidelines.
" Chloe! " Molly yelled, stomping over to the clueless blond.
" What Matilda? You have something to say? " Chloe snapped causing Molly to cringe. She shook her head and ran towards the outfield.
" Chloe, I can't believe you! That ball was supposed to hit Molly, wasn't it? " Deema asked, annoyed.
" So? " Chloe shrugged, shaking her head. " It's no big deal Deema, it's not like anyone would care! " Deema shook her head, looking after Chloe as she walked to the pitchers mound.
" Batter up! "