Character: Rachel
(Another character blah blah)
Rachel Renway, Grade 11, 16
5’6”, Blonde hair, Green eyes
Intelligent, preppy, popular, kind, fun, secretive, good friend, playful, girly, friends despite cliques, traditional, holds grudges, protective, non-strategic, middle class, normal, loving
Livejournal: Andheartsbaby
Mood: Frustrated
Music: Lonely - Cascada
(Set To Private)
I don’t understand any of the people at school. It’s as if they take one look at me and think I’m a useless cheerleader. And they expect me to act all “Mean Girls” on them? Give me a break. I’m better than that. At least I’ve got some friends in the place. My old school was better. People knew me. They didn’t expect me to be things I wasn’t. What am I supposed to do here? The place is too divided.
Sure there’s the odd person who crosses cliques but the place is pretty much about to break out into a gang war otherwise. Even Kip is into it. Yeah she likes boys from other places and hangs out with me, but if a fight broke out she’d pick the outcast’s side.
Not that I wouldn’t if I had to. I couldn’t let her fight alone could I? Lord knows she wouldn’t stand a chance, even with her tough-girl image (haha).
It’s driving me crazy, this stupid school. I just want to go home. But it can’t be like that since dad got the job transfer. I didn’t want to move here but I guess he’d rather have his career. Wonder how he’ll feel when the school goes into lockdown? I’m not even kidding.
I have to make the best of it for now, and try not to get caught out in the corridors between classes. Some of those Outie boys can be pretty vicious.
I’ll play their game while they’re looking, but they’re not changing who I am.
Rachel Renway, Grade 11, 16
5’6”, Blonde hair, Green eyes
Intelligent, preppy, popular, kind, fun, secretive, good friend, playful, girly, friends despite cliques, traditional, holds grudges, protective, non-strategic, middle class, normal, loving
Livejournal: Andheartsbaby
Mood: Frustrated
Music: Lonely - Cascada
(Set To Private)
I don’t understand any of the people at school. It’s as if they take one look at me and think I’m a useless cheerleader. And they expect me to act all “Mean Girls” on them? Give me a break. I’m better than that. At least I’ve got some friends in the place. My old school was better. People knew me. They didn’t expect me to be things I wasn’t. What am I supposed to do here? The place is too divided.
Sure there’s the odd person who crosses cliques but the place is pretty much about to break out into a gang war otherwise. Even Kip is into it. Yeah she likes boys from other places and hangs out with me, but if a fight broke out she’d pick the outcast’s side.
Not that I wouldn’t if I had to. I couldn’t let her fight alone could I? Lord knows she wouldn’t stand a chance, even with her tough-girl image (haha).
It’s driving me crazy, this stupid school. I just want to go home. But it can’t be like that since dad got the job transfer. I didn’t want to move here but I guess he’d rather have his career. Wonder how he’ll feel when the school goes into lockdown? I’m not even kidding.
I have to make the best of it for now, and try not to get caught out in the corridors between classes. Some of those Outie boys can be pretty vicious.
I’ll play their game while they’re looking, but they’re not changing who I am.