Popularity

Popularity!          Kirstin walked allow in down the dorm with her nose up in the air. She was rich, ordinary and pretty and she knew it. She was the meanest aside of all of them, disclose of her clique. That morning they picked me out of a crowd. I was carrying books, tons of books; up to my nose. They cut through and through the crowd walking solid for me and Gibby, Kirstins ?sidekick stuck out her foot and my books flew eitherwhere. Dont blood h angiotensin-converting enzymey! Kirstin tell laughing, Cluts! Gibby yelled obnoxiously.

        But Taylor she was different she looked down at me with pity in her eyes and picked up one of my books, here ya go! she said handing it to me. I couldnt believe that I was their mission that morning. The one that they wanted to embarrass the most, the self-colored hall stood there laughing as Kirstin and Gibby high-fived each other. I looked up at Taylor with tears in my eyes grabbed my books off the stand and bolted to the bathroom. I sat there for about a fractional an hour yet thinking what it would be like to be them, to hang out with them on weekends, to look like them, it would just be awesome is what I thought.

        Then thats when it happened, Kirstin, Gibby and Taylor walked into the bathroom. I couldnt allow them see me crying so I decided to mould tight and keep quiet until they left, but thats when I perceive it. The most horrible thing, the thing people hope they neer take on to hear, but I heard it. I neer could of thought, no one would of thought that those girls could be a severalize of something so awful. Sure they were s nonty and mean and I go to sleep that Im not a therapist but the way they were public lecture sounded psychotic. They were talking about a murder, a murder that they committed. It had been on the news and in the paper. Jody Foster had gone to our coach and she didnt take crap from them and the way they explained it is that things just got out of hand. They went to her house one night after Jody insulted Kirstin on day at school pretty bad. They only wanted to scare her but Gibby by the bye stabbed her in the gut, the knife it just slipped, I didnt mean to charge her! Gibby yelled at Taylor         Why dont we just tell psyche? Well just tell them about how it was an accident. Taylor snapped nates, theyll understand!         Gibby and Kirstin got unruffled for a few minutes, then Gibby and Kirstin jut outed to discuss Jody, how stiff her remains was, how her eyes looked when it happened. So extremely disgusted I make a face and let out this loud gag.

        The girls got motionless again, then I could hear Kirtins shoes on the story coming closer and closer, she swung upen the door looked at me and said, well, well girls what have we here girls?         A rat! Gibby shouted.

         I was petrified, I didnt go what to do.I began trembling, my eyes burned as if someone had just poked them with cardinal hot stakes, my chin quiverred. Kirstin grabbed me and yanked me to my feet. She then walked some me stopped and stared straight into my burning eyes. N-N-No! I stammered trying to cathch my breath, I wont say-say anything!         YEA remunerateeousness! Gibby said sarcastically.

        Mmm. What are we to do? Kirstin said.

        Leave her alone, she wont say anything! Taylor yelled.

        Kirstin began circling me again, she was intimidate me so much I felt as if I was about to pass out. Once again, she stopped starring me in the eyes and said, I have a proposition for you. As long as you can keep your mouth keep out! She paused for a second and began speaking overly calm, Ill give you something youve ever wanted but something you thought you could never have, Popularity.         The word bounced around in my head, ?Popularity I thought, me, be popular? I said aloud catching my breath finally. I thought, well, there not really murderers, they didnt mean to kill Jody, it was an accident like Taylor said. I looked back at Kirstin and said. Al expert deal!



         That night they took me shopping, essentially bought me a hole new wardrobe, they bought me new make-up and told me how to present it on and on top of all that they died my hair blonde. I looked completely different my dad didnt even recognize me.

        The succeeding(a) few weeks at school were amazing, its like I got to start all over again. I had dates lined up for every weekend. It seemed as if life was perfect. In fact people were give more attention to me then to Kirstin. I went on existing with this popularity for about a month, but Kirstin started to get really jealous. She started sour me, You better step off a little or this popularity scam of yours will go public! Kirstin said. The only remnant is that Kirstin didnt scare me too much anymore.

        I starred right back into her eyes and shouted, BRING IT ON! A partner off of days after rumors started circulating the school about me and shortly I was back to my old self, the one nobody pay attention to, but this time somebody was there to back me up, Taylor. And the little scam we had planned was going to blow her out of the water.

        The next day at school, we posted flyers everywhere with a picture of Kirstin and Gibby and wrote murderers over there faces. Taylor and I then phoned the police, told them that hearty story. The police showed up at lunch to arrest Kirstin and Gibby infront of the whole school.

        You see, I realized that I didnt really need to be popular that bad. I would much rather just be myself besides they killed someone and I feel just as guilty for covering for them and not telling the police right away, and all that just to be popular. When the thing I scorn the most now is people like them. What kind of popularity is it if its not true? So how I now I have that popularity comes from inside, its all about how you feel not someone else. I now believe that I have the perfect life, and I dont need to change it at all.

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