the choice - paris mckay (first e reader .txt) 📗

I swallowed, trying to remember how to walk….how to breath even. How could I? When the whole entire school was staring at me like I was some sort of vision that had suddenly appeared among the them? That was unnerving by itself since the only looks I ever got from any one at school was either one of utter disguise are contempt and that had to be the biggest understatement of the year.
Since I had first come to st.samarian high school I was the definition of unpopular not even the nerds will talk to me!!!!Do you know how unpopular I have to be for not even the people at the very bottom at the school hierarchy don’t even speak to me? There a running joking in school that I created my own school cliché ……….kalishian.Not funny when they whisper it at you and snigger in groups are post it on your Facebook wall are………………………..
I could go on and on at the list of things the people at my school as done to humiliate for their amusement but I wouldn’t because that only bring on a headache full force. Instead I will tell you I decided to reinvent myself for school after the summer vacation to return to school for my senior year.
By how everyone is staring at me, I know my little reinvention didn’t work.my head hangs with shame and fresh humiliation flushes my face. Trying to block the shocked, slightly awed faces of my school-mates who eyes still follow me i hurried on.
“Kalisha! kalisha!”My head whip around as I hear mica calling my name form three feet away, beckoning me toward her. I had to be hallucinating, I thought walking trance like towards her.
Like I was the definition of unpopular mica was the definition of popular and flawless. She, Vanessa, London, Boyd and Melanie-Fiona were the school mean-girls. Loved by everyone but at the same thing equally hated and feared….everyone-I not exaggerating when I say that-

Publication Date: 08-09-2012

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