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Emma Carringston fell back onto her bed. She just was so board today ugh not today, not this time. She jumped up and headed to her mirror. She grabbed her brush and started getting the knots out of her hair. While staring at the mirror, she glanced at the yearbook on the shelf. Even though it was the middle of April their school (Langston Terrist Private School) decided it was the right time to do yearbooks. She looked through the pictures and knew that she probably wouldnt be in any of them.
She was almost everything youd ever want to be, rich, friendly, caring, and beyond beautiful. There was only one problem, she wasnt popular. She tried hard, but didnt get the concept of being mean and just wasnt that very self-confident. Emma took a last glance at a page in her yearbook and threw it at the closet door. She stood up and ran over to her computer. She plopped down onto her fluffy chair. She opened up her instant messager. Everyone was on but no one wanted to talk to her. She tried to IM a girl from her class named Kristen.
CURLGRL83: HEY KRISTEN!
FABTABULOUS: UM HI.
CURLGRL83: SO HOW ARE YOU?
FABTABULOUS: WHAT DO YOU WANT? I DONT HAVE TIME TO TALK TO LOSERS.
CURLGRL83: I JUST WANTED TO TALK TO SOMEONE.
FABTABULOUS: WELL FIND A LOSER THAT ACTUALLY CARES!
Emma lifted her hand from the keyboard. She was trying as hard as she could to keep herself from crying. She knew she was a loser. She had no friends. An IM Popped up on Emmas screen and she bounced with Joy.
BEAUTYQUEEN83: HEY GIRL, HOW ARE YA?
Emma couldnt believe that Alyssa was talking to her. She was the most popular girl in the school, she was the queen bee. She had gorgeous blond hair that curled slightly. She had the brightest blue eyes youd ever see, and everyone adored her. If she said something was in, then something was in. If she said something or someone was out, then it was out. That happened to Emma. Last year after Emma first came to the school Alyssa decided she was out. Alyssa knew that Emma was beautiful, and if people got to know her they might let her be most popular. There was no way Alyssa was going to give that up.
Slowly Emma reached her hand over to the keyboard and typed back:
CURLGRL83: IM GREAT. I AM SO GLAD YOUR TALKING TO ME. I THOUGHT YOU HATED ME FOR A MOMENT THEIR.
Emma was shaking a bit. She was so excited to be having a conversation with Alyssa. Every second felt like thirty minutes and Emma just couldnt wait for a reply back. Maybe she was going to be asked to go to the mall, maybe she would get to sit at their lunch table, and maybe she wanted them to join the group of popular girls. Emma didnt want to jump to conclusions, so she casually opened up the internet explorer trying to get herself to calm down.
Emma kind of felt stupid too. Her life had come down to waiting on your computer for some popular girl to IM you back. As she let that thought process in her head, she heard a tiny ding. It was Alyssas reply to the message.
BEAUTYQUEEN83: UM FIRST OF ALL I DO HATE YOU. I DONT LIKE TO TALK TO FREAKS LIKE YOU. SECOND OF ALL I ACCIDENTLY TYPED YOUR NAME INSTEAD OF SOMEONE ELSES. TYPE MY NAME IN AGAIN AND TRY TO TALK TO ME AND I PROMISE YOULL BE MISERABLE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. NOT THAT YOU ARENT ALREADY. LOL
Emma couldnt believe what she was seeing. Her joy suddenly turned into sadness. She didnt dare touch the keyboard again to try to talk to Alyssa. She turned off her computer and didnt dare go next to it. Just knowing that Alyssa was there made her feel sick.
She headed downstairs and sat on her huge couch. She hated Sundays, just the sound of it sounding blah. She sat there thinking to herself. Maybe I can transfer to another school? No Mom would never approve of this, she always believes that I have to go to the best school. How will I live through tomorrow? Its just another day people can make fun of me. I know Ill go talk to mom. Emma thought
PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS, SHOULD I GO ON WITH THE STORY???????
She was almost everything youd ever want to be, rich, friendly, caring, and beyond beautiful. There was only one problem, she wasnt popular. She tried hard, but didnt get the concept of being mean and just wasnt that very self-confident. Emma took a last glance at a page in her yearbook and threw it at the closet door. She stood up and ran over to her computer. She plopped down onto her fluffy chair. She opened up her instant messager. Everyone was on but no one wanted to talk to her. She tried to IM a girl from her class named Kristen.
CURLGRL83: HEY KRISTEN!
FABTABULOUS: UM HI.
CURLGRL83: SO HOW ARE YOU?
FABTABULOUS: WHAT DO YOU WANT? I DONT HAVE TIME TO TALK TO LOSERS.
CURLGRL83: I JUST WANTED TO TALK TO SOMEONE.
FABTABULOUS: WELL FIND A LOSER THAT ACTUALLY CARES!
Emma lifted her hand from the keyboard. She was trying as hard as she could to keep herself from crying. She knew she was a loser. She had no friends. An IM Popped up on Emmas screen and she bounced with Joy.
BEAUTYQUEEN83: HEY GIRL, HOW ARE YA?
Emma couldnt believe that Alyssa was talking to her. She was the most popular girl in the school, she was the queen bee. She had gorgeous blond hair that curled slightly. She had the brightest blue eyes youd ever see, and everyone adored her. If she said something was in, then something was in. If she said something or someone was out, then it was out. That happened to Emma. Last year after Emma first came to the school Alyssa decided she was out. Alyssa knew that Emma was beautiful, and if people got to know her they might let her be most popular. There was no way Alyssa was going to give that up.
Slowly Emma reached her hand over to the keyboard and typed back:
CURLGRL83: IM GREAT. I AM SO GLAD YOUR TALKING TO ME. I THOUGHT YOU HATED ME FOR A MOMENT THEIR.
Emma was shaking a bit. She was so excited to be having a conversation with Alyssa. Every second felt like thirty minutes and Emma just couldnt wait for a reply back. Maybe she was going to be asked to go to the mall, maybe she would get to sit at their lunch table, and maybe she wanted them to join the group of popular girls. Emma didnt want to jump to conclusions, so she casually opened up the internet explorer trying to get herself to calm down.
Emma kind of felt stupid too. Her life had come down to waiting on your computer for some popular girl to IM you back. As she let that thought process in her head, she heard a tiny ding. It was Alyssas reply to the message.
BEAUTYQUEEN83: UM FIRST OF ALL I DO HATE YOU. I DONT LIKE TO TALK TO FREAKS LIKE YOU. SECOND OF ALL I ACCIDENTLY TYPED YOUR NAME INSTEAD OF SOMEONE ELSES. TYPE MY NAME IN AGAIN AND TRY TO TALK TO ME AND I PROMISE YOULL BE MISERABLE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. NOT THAT YOU ARENT ALREADY. LOL
Emma couldnt believe what she was seeing. Her joy suddenly turned into sadness. She didnt dare touch the keyboard again to try to talk to Alyssa. She turned off her computer and didnt dare go next to it. Just knowing that Alyssa was there made her feel sick.
She headed downstairs and sat on her huge couch. She hated Sundays, just the sound of it sounding blah. She sat there thinking to herself. Maybe I can transfer to another school? No Mom would never approve of this, she always believes that I have to go to the best school. How will I live through tomorrow? Its just another day people can make fun of me. I know Ill go talk to mom. Emma thought
PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS, SHOULD I GO ON WITH THE STORY???????