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|Invitation to a Better Life (Ways to Society's Heart Chapter 1) (standard:drama, 12698 words) [1/8] show all parts|
|Author: Siobhan||Updated: Oct 01 2002||Views/Reads: 2103/1261||Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Jessica begins high school and is sucked in by the popular group. She is invited to a party and when she is arrived is struck by the feeling that something is very wrong with the whole picture.|
The summer was spent slowly with Jessica acting as a recluse. She didn't go out, she didn't make friends, and she didn't deal with her family. She hid out in her room and only ventured out when absolutely necessary. Her mom enrolled her at Mesquite High School and when the first day came, she was not prepared. She needed Anna and Elijah with her, but she was alone. Always alone. And she knew it was going to be a hellish day. Jessica stood at the new school, her mind overwhelmed with information. She felt so lost and vulnerable and she hated the feeling. Why did her mom have to get remarried and move out to another state? Here, in Arizona, she was alone and knew no one. Kids pushed around her, giving her a wide berth but somehow managing to make her feel crowded and pressured. They cast her curious and annoyed looks as she stood in the middle of the courtyard but she didn't know where to go. She took a look at the map and her class schedule and she was still just as confused on which direction was which. She cast a glance about and let out a breath of weariness. Her first day, friendless and lost, was not going well. Suddenly a tall brunette girl walked up. She was stunning and she had the air of someone powerful around her. Long locks of perfectly placed brown hair swirled around her feminine shoulders and she seemed as if she glided through the thriving crowd of kids. She wore a light pink sweater and a pair of flawlessly fitting jean capris that screamed that she had breasts and hips. "Are you a freshman?" she inquired, a smile teasing the corner of her lips. Her voice was thick and syrupy and each word was pronounced without the slightest hint of shyness. Everything about her suggested popular and confidence and Jessica was a bit unsure what to do. She had never been comfortable with the popular kids and in her old town, had hated them and envied them in one fair swoop. She fidgeted uncomfortably and replied, "No, actually I'm a senior. Just new." She hated feeling out of place and she detested popular people. Yet she had to deal with both. Sometimes it seemed as if life had dealt some pretty unfair cards and she was on the receiving end. How she needed Elijah now, or Anna, or anyone from her old group. She would duck away and be gone before the brunette even knew what was happening. "Cool, I'm Rhonda Whilts and I'm also a senior. I'll give you a tour of the place, you know make it a little more easier for you to find your way around, she offered, suavely flipping her gorgeous hair over her shoulder. Jessica was suddenly aware of the kids staring in open mouthed awe as they passed Rhonda, their eyes wide with admiration and want. She felt honored at being offered a tour by this obviously favored girl and she decided to accept. She knew she was kind of selling out, but what other choice did she have? Ok, she agreed casually, afraid to seem too eager. Maybe things weren't going as bad as she thought, after all she was with a girl that seemed as if everyone preferred to be with her, or maybe things were going worse. She was after all with a popular girl and those kind of friendships never ended well, if there was even a relationship to start out with or one just based upon raising the status. Immediately the tour began and Jessica felt so bored. Rhonda not only told her about the school but she also told her who to hang out with and who to avoid and all sorts of unnecessary information. Jessica feigned interest and smiled, nodding accordingly but she wished for the tour to end. She thought Rhonda was cool but she seemed so shallow and almost airhead like, focusing on only the visual aspects of things. For instance, they passed this group who reminded her much of her old friends, and Rhonda told her flat out to avoid them. That they were like a plague that would latch on and bring her down. Jessica thought that even though they looked a bit like the nerdy kids that they looked very sweet and fun to be with. She kept her mouth shut though, afraid to make even the slightest bit of a bad impression. But she became lost in her own thoughts, thinking of Elijah, of his hands on her body and she wanted to cry. She thought of his lips touching hers and of the ways his eyes lit up when he saw her. She wanted to talk to him but they had decided upon not speaking. It hurt both of them too much to be reminded of what they could not have. She Click here to read the rest of this story (1094 more lines)
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