Power to the Losers

I walked down the halls with Macey by my side. Everyone was whispering about the new girl; I sent them all glares.

My face had this whole I-was-forced-to-do-this-I-dont-really-like-her thing going on.

Ali approached us, "Hey, Isa! And hey..." her voice trailed off.

"Macey Everdeen." she extended her arm.

Ali scanned her and raised her eyebrow. The whole hall erupted to whispers.

Um, why, you ask?

Cause, duh, I sent a mass text the moment Principal Gill assigned my fate stating that Macey was "a last season Ralph Lauren turned to a total ug-leh flea market rip-off."

Hey, a girl does what she has to do.

Ali wrinkled her nose and left Macey hanging, "Whatever. Anyway, Lucy is in the caf, wanna come?"

I grinted my teeth, "Thanks, but I have to show Macey around."

Ali nodded, flashed me a smile, Macey a glare and skipped off.

I dragged Macey outside where we sat down on one of the benches facing the park.

I examined her, she looked exactly the same. Blond hair, small nose, brown eyes.

Ack.

The green witch from Wicked is prettier. Well, Elphaba was actually good, unlike her.

"Hi, Louisa." Macey smiled at me, but I didn't take the bait.

"I'm forced to do this, okay? I don't want to be your personal little Girl Scout, okay?" I snapped.

Macey laughed, "You've changed Lou-Lou. My own personal clone."

Her clone? Over my Prada heels.

"Sorry, I'm not half a b*tch as you are."

I left.

 

HEY EVERYONE

I gunna update soooon!

I'm with Joyce..read her story, The Other Guy okay?

Keep bumpin'!

 

I walked in the caf, finally relieved. It was the next day, and my babysitter job is officially done for.

In fact, I haven't seen Macey this mornin.

And now, I see her.

She's sitting with a bunch of total B-listers, but now, since that she's with them, theyre not B-listers anymore. Theyre a letter-that-is-so-low-that-it-was-never-invented listers.

We went to our usual seat, no one was eating yet, like everyday.

Macey was eating though, but the rest of her so-called 'friends' were still staring at me.

Oh, Macey, she didn't know that I ruled this school.

"Hey, Louisa!" it was Brett. I forgot he even existed.

I winked at him. I was so over him. Like, seriously.

I sat down and took out my phone. I send a quick group message,

Do you see what Macey is doing? Such disrespect, eh? If your cool, then you show some respect to the most popular girl in school. Um, moi.

The minute I returned my phone, everyone else's rang. Girls looked so excited to actually get a text from ME, guys shot disgusting looks at Macey and Macey's group all looked up from their phones, looked at each other and scrambled away from her.

Oh, yeah, that's my type of swag.

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Just felt like updating. 

 

Batman: THEYRE NOT? 

Oh, I thought you were so cool that they were. 

Wait, you are already so cool. 

 

REALLY?  Theyre just jealous of yer awesomeness  They don't have swagg 

I SHALL BUMP! ...soon.  FOOOR NARRNIIIAA! 