Thanks to Laura (PinstyLover1983) for the encouragement! I really appreciate it, considering how depressed I've been lately…But thank all you guys who take time to read my little story!

Chapter 2: Crispy Critter

As the girls walked into homeroom, the whole room went from rather chatty to completely silent. Even Mrs. O'Conner, a rather short woman with wild, red hair, quieted down. The one to break the silence was a rather pale girl, who was sat around by group of girls in cheerleader uniforms, like she was in. She said rather cockily "Uch…Who ordered barbeque?". It earned her a laugh from everyone and high fives from her posse. Frieda was angry. She was over emotional, but she expressed it through anger. "Hey, at least I can get some sun!" She replied, then sat down at a seat that was empty. Mikey sat down next to her and passed her a note that said 'Ur so screwed! That's Demilda Restonson…queen bee of Kathryn Jr High'. Frieda just smirked at her and said "I can handle myself.". Mrs. O'Conner stood up and walked to the front of the room. "Students, settle down!" She squeaked. "Okay, we have a new student today! Miss Krueger, could you please come up to the front of the room?"

"Um…okay?"

"Tell us your name and one thing about you."

"Uh, okay…My full name is Frieda Amanda Krueger and my Uncle is Freddy Krueger!" She said as clear as she could. She heard whispers from the crowd saying things like: "So, she inherited being a crispy critter?" and "That's why she smells so bad!" She just rolled her eyes and sat down back next to Mikey and Jaymie. People treated her like this at her old school, too.

"Time For roll!" Said Mrs. O'Conner. "But…just a second, Carson, where is Carson?"

"Right here, Mrs. O'Conner!" Said Carson, just walking in the door as the bell rung. Frieda automatically felt her face getting hot. As he walked by her seat, he looked at her. She gave him a small, two-fingered salute. He smirked.

She grinned from ear to ear then proceeded to stick her tongue out at Mikey, who was making googly eyes, and putting her folded hands up next to her head.

~Meanwhile, with Carson~

As Carson walked to his seat in the back of the room, he got a lot of smirks. Often, people stuck their legs out in an attempt to trip him. He was used to it, considering, god forbid someones different. He sat down in the very back, next to Alex Gooden. Alex leaned over to Carson and whispered "Dude, that new chick, Frieda's a freak!"

Carson rolled his eyes and turned away.

~Back with Frieda~

She was choking back tears, as the popular girls kept giggling at her. Jaymie passed her a note, 'Are you o.k.?'. Frieda turned to her mouthing, "I'm fine." She turned her face back to the table part of her desk and started crying, quietly. After what felt like forever, the bell rang. She grabbed her books and stood up. As she was leaving the aisle that her desk was in, she tripped over a pale, high-heeled ankle. "Oops! I didn't see you there." Said a voice, dripping with fake sympathy. Frieda grabbed her books and stood up. "Whatever." She responded. Mikey stepped in front of Frieda before Demilda could do more damage. "Demi, leave her alone!" She growled.

"Oh, look. The little lesbo has a crush!" Demi responded, causing Mikey to blush. Frieda just grabbed Mikey and Jaymie's hands and ran into the hall.