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A/N: Miss Leia apologizes for such a long wait for an update! Miss Leia has been busy between school and finals and her job and everything! She hopes you can forgive her! And without further ado, here's the next chapter.
CHAPTER 5
-Freshman Year-
Cindy sat in her CPE science class, bored as usual. She had known all of this information by third grade, and was baffled as to why she even had to take this course. Her teacher was droning on about some sort of project or something-Cindy wasn't really listening. She took more pleasure in absently doodling in her notebook. It wasn't like she was going to need the notes anyway. She had over 100 in the class, and was officially bored out of her mind.
"Cindy Vortex," Mr. Thomas mumbled. Cindy looked up slightly confused. "You'll be pared with Brittany. We all know she's been struggling. She could use a smart girl like you to help get her grade up." Cindy heard Brittany scoff behind her.
The feeling is mutual, hun, Cindy thought sourly. The bell finally rang, signaling the end of class. Cindy sighed with relief and picked up her books, walking out of the classroom.
"Ok, Vortex, here's the deal," she heard an all-too-preppy voice say behind her. "I don't like this pairing anymore than you do, but my mom will kill me if my grade is bad in science. That's the only reason I didn't ask him to change it. Show up at my house no later than 6. I'll be waiting." Brittany was about to walk off when Cindy stopped her.
"Uh..wh-why is everyone staring at us?" She asked nervously. Brittany rolled her eyes as if the answer was completely obvious.
"It's because you're with me, duh." She shook her head and walked off. Cindy looked around. Simply being with Brittany had brought her that much attention already. Cindy was beautiful, there was no doubt about it, but she had never really been very popular. Seeing all the kids stare at her with that envious gleam in their eyes….well, she kind of liked it. When she arrived at her locker, she looked at herself in her little magnetic mirror. She started running her fingers through her hair, making different faces, imagining herself with make up smeared everywhere, just like Brittany and her group.
"Ok, what are you doing?" a voice asked behind her, laughing. Cindy turned with a start to see Libby behind her.
"Oh, uh, nothing," Cindy replied, grabbing her books and shutting her locker.
"So, are we still on for tonight?" Cindy groaned inwardly.
"Ugh, sorry Libs! Thomas just nailed us with this huge project, and I'm stuck with Brittany as my partner."
"Ouch," Libby replied. "You have to work on it tonight?"
"No later than 6 o'clock," Cindy mocked, rolling her eyes.
"Well, maybe tomorrow night then," Libby replied. "I gotta get to class, I'll catch you later, kay?"
"Sounds good," Cindy replied. She began walking to her class in the other direction, ignoring the tingly, excited feeling in the pit of her stomach at the thought of hanging out with Brittany. If the whole school just stared at her when they were walking together, what would they think if they started hanging out? What if Cindy became part of their crowd?
