Eden
Out of these sixteen years I’ve had on earth I never thought this would happen to me. Never. But I guess I was wrong. Yes, I get straight A’s in all subjects and yes I have a nice and loving family, and that seems like enough. But then when you lose all of your friends you realise how much you need them to survive school. The queen bee of our friendship group had humiliated me infront of the whole school. I guess it was my own fault though. I was stupid not to realise that I was in their group so I could do everyone’s homework and give them all the answers to the exams. I don’t know how I didn’t realise they were using me. I was just so caught up in the popularity that I didn’t care what I had to do to stay at the top of the school.
I am a pretty girl, but the fact that I am extremely clever overrules my natural beauty. I have had a couple of boyfriends in my life but they weren’t serious. Well, apart from one. But I was stupid enough to not realise he was talking to other girls when we were together. I guess I’m full of stupidity this year. But the point is, all anybody cares about in highschool is how you look and how many designer items you have. Nobody actually cares about the work or the mark they get on an exam . It is a popularity contest to see who has the most friends or who can keep a boyfriend for the longest and become the Schools power couple. They might not even be real friends, or it might be a fake relationship, but the more rich and pretty people you are associated with, the more popular you get.
The whole thing started when I accidentally walked into the boys locker room for Gym class. I wasn’t looking properly because I was texting my mum on my phone and I walked into the wrong room. As soon as I realised where I was I knew that my social status would be dead. All of the boys just stared at me, and my natural reflex was to cover my eyes. They all started to laugh at me and I ran out of the locker room as quick as I could. I started to worry about what would happen to me now, if anything did happen. I tried not to think about it and got through my lessons as normal, but all of the possible scenarios were playing in the back of my mind. If anything was going to happen it was going to happen at lunch so all I could do was wait and see what my date would be.
I knew as soon I walked into the lunch hall that something was going to happen. I could feel it.At lunch the very same day the plan unravelled. The queen bee ran into me on purpose and spilled food all down my clothes. “Don’t you look where you’re going? Oh wait, you just choose not to and walk into the boys locker room when they are getting ready for gym!” She said and laughed spitefully. The whole school started to laugh at my expense apart from one table. The table where Brandon was sitting.
Brandon was my childhood best friend and we used to be thick as thieves until I became more ‘popular’ . We did everything together. We spent every moment of our lives together up until the start of year 10 when the popular girls wanted me. I guess I didn’t think about what would happen if the popular girls ditched me. I didn’t think about how it would have an effect on Brandon. I was a fool to leave Brandon because he was the nicest boy a girl could ever be friends with. He always used to pick me up when I was down and he could make me laugh harder than anyone else could. I was an idiot to ever leave him with no friends. After I left him he had nobody and he never even left the house. He isolated himself from the rest of the world and I can’t help but feel guilty about it. I was selfish to leave him for some girls who I never even had one conversation with. I threw away the longest friendship of my life just to be popular.
Brandon watched as everyone laughed at me and I started to cry. I had to get out of the lunch hall as quickly as possible. I ran out of the room with tears streaming down my face, into my favourite room, room B2, the place where Brandon and I used to meet up everyday. I was crying so much I didn’t realise that someone else had come into the room. It was Brandon. “What are you doing here?” I asked him confused. He replied with “coming to see if you’re ok. I saw what happened in there.” I looked at my feet because I was so embarrassed about what happened. We stood there in silence for a few minutes. “Well, Eden are you ok?” He said. I was shocked that he still even wanted to speak to me. I looked him in the eye and asked a little angry “would you be ok after that?” He looked taken aback that I had been so angry at him. I immediately apologised. “ I’m sorry you’re trying to be nice and I’m shouting at you!” He looked deep thought for a second and then said “you’re my best friend again. No objections.” I was so confused. How can he forgive me so quickly after I left him? I let the thought slip out of my mind because I needed all the friends I could get. The bell went and Brandon said “see you tomorrow.”. He didn’t give me enough time to reply so I just stood there I’m silence for a minute and left the room for my next lesson.
