Make some Lemonade

"No no no no no no no no no no-", Gracie began.

"YES! I just listened to her say it. We are getting a new sister!", I fought back. "Not cool.", she slumped into her beanbag chair. "It just can't be! We never need a new sister. Never! I am just too happy with you guys.", Kit frowned. "We have to face the facts. When life gives you lemons you make lemonade.", Maybeth calmed us down. "Lee, which doll are we getting?", Kit asked. She always calls me Lee. I don't know why. "I have no clue. Probably a girl our age.", I sighed.

"Well, duh. What do you think we are going to get? A bitty baby?!", May'beth yelled.

"I just don't want another... y'know... Maybeth.", Gracie whispered to me.

"I heard you!", she shrieked. Maybeth stormed out of the room, leaving me, Gracie and Kit.

I grabbed Kit's laptop and went on the American Girl website.

"Let's hope it ain't Kanani.", Kit said. Her southern accent lightening up the conversation. "A his-tor...", Gracie began, "Histoical.". Gracie was dyslexic. "There! My American Girl! Which one is the prettiest!?", I asked. "Beats me.", she said.

"Erin said some names...", I told them, "Novalynne was her favourite. Then Dai, and Hanne, and then Zuri."

Erin came through the doors with a catalogue. "Speak of the devil.", Gracie snapped at herself.

"Here's the doll!", she exclaimed.

~Lee xD

Regretted

"Lea. We saw you talking to her.", Stacy nudged me in a evil way.

"I am sorry." I whispered.

"Sorry can't save you from the vandalism in the girl's bathroom that I told the principal you wrote...", The Brunettes said.

"Come again?" I asked.

"You are in a lot of trouble, Lea.", Stacy warned.

"But I didn't even do anything!" I yelled.

I walked away.

As I came in the door Maybeth, Gracie and Kit hugged me.

"You are being expelled.", Maybeth preached.

What did I do?

Not so Sweet

"It's not about the money, money, money. We don't need your money, money, money.We just wanna make the world dance, forget about the Price Tag.", I sang. This was the first time I have been delighted in a while. 


I was in my room. Painted orange, with Glee posters on the wall. My bed was fairly sized, and my iHome was sitting on my modern white bed table. Everything seemed perfect. Just happy, and not that negative. 


It was eight in the morning, I was preparing for school. 


I ran downstairs and grabbed my bag. I got on my KEDS and skipped out of the door. As I danced to school, I remembered all the happy things in life. As I was approaching school I saw a familiar face. It was a girl named Claudette. 


Claudette never really spoke, and when she did, she spoke in a monotone voice, and told me about the bad things in the world. Why? I never bother asking. I just move on with my life.


"Claudette. You are always such a loser. You have no friends, and you suck. I remember last year when you asked Nick to the dance, and he rejected you! Bahahaha!", Stacy taunted.


The brunettes laughed.


"Stacy. STOP.", Claudette said assertively.    


"You know what... BYE!", Stacy laughed again. The possy walked away.


I ran up to the Sweethearts. 


"Why?", I asked, "Why are you being rude to her?"


"No reason.", Stacy smiled.


I sighed and walked away. There was Claudette, reading a book.


"You know what Lea?", Claudette asked.


"Claudette, don't listen to them..", I started.


"The rest of the world thinks the cup is half full, when I think it's just half empty.", she said, standing up.


" I don't care about those... "Sweethearts". I like you, Lea. You are nice. They are using you, can't you see? You'll regret being their friend in the future.", Claudette walked away.


There I stood, alone. I sat on the ground, leaning on the cement pillar. 


What should I do?


^Lea^

Sweethearts

"And that's why, none of us Sweethearts shall ever date.", Stacy announced.

"Amen.", the brunettes sang.

I walked home alone. I usually would have ran past the populars, but today, I wanted to study how they lived.

Basically, the girls follow the funny boys.

Pshhh... over rated. 

They laugh at anything they say and then, they start dating.

Soon enough, they just get dared to kiss each other. It doesn't even mean anything.

I want my first kiss to mean at least something. 

When one of the girls gave me the evil eye I ran all the way home.

Just so you know, the Sweethearts don't believe in singing. So I quit Glee club. I didn't care that much. It's not like Glee club is my way out of this institution. It is way to stay there even longer.

I once thought about becoming a popular. I got an all access pass with Bryce in the picture. But no, I didn't accept. Being me, Lea, I would have been absolutely miserable. I am not into that sort of commotion.

I personally have no apparent clue why I was even number ten on the change room list. I guess Adam, Sam and Alex felt kinda sorry for me. 

As I was running home looking down at the pitter, patter of the rain falling against the crown of my head, I must have bumped into someone.

Before I knew it, a hot coffee splattered all over my new coat. The sensation of burning made me only let out a tiny sigh.

"I am so sorry.", I said.

"Never mind.", the boy replied.

He was around my age, maybe a year older. Most likely from a different school.

The boy looked up from to me.

"See ya around.", he smiled.

I couldn't help but smile too, he was very mysterious in a way.

Ideal.

*Lea*

Rank List

I slowly walked down the hallways. Alone.

Nobody seemed to care about me anymore. If I were in a room of a hundred people, I'd go in a corner. Dreading the future.

Adam, Alex and Sam are somewhere chasing after the new girls at this point. If I were to choose, they would be hanging out with me.

I glanced down at the decayed brick wall inside our school. It looked down at me. Then I turned to the left, and saw a tall blonde girl chatting with her brunette friends.

"Lea, right?", the girl asked.

"Yep.", I sighed.

"Well, I am Stacy Fiels. This is Katy, Sidney, and Morgan.", she smiled. The brunette girls smiled just like Stacy. It looked as if Stacy was their leader.

"Well, I wish you the best.", I frowned and walked away.

"Wait," Stacy began, "Wanna hang out with us?"

"I'm fine.", I replied.

"Well, a little fun won't hurt you!", she joked. The followers laughed. I made a meek smile. Stacy gently grabbed my arm and brought me along. Her strawberry blonde curls bounced when she skipped down the hallways.

We stopped near the gym. More old brick walls mocking my every move.

"Sit down." she ordered. The brunettes sat down. Then I did. Along with Stacy.

"Now, stand up." she ordered.

I was quite confused, but I did so.

"Now, we're all B-F-F's. Let's see if the ranks have changed.

She turned around, and headed for the Boy's change room doors. It was after school, so we knew nobody would be inside.

Right before she opened the old door, Stacy whipped around and faced us.

She clasped her hands together. Then I noticed the cross around her neck.

"Father, please wish us luck.", Stacy prayed. She went on for about 5 minutes, her eyes closed the whole time. Come to think of it, I was the only girl with my eyes open.

I didn't mind. I am religious myself.

Then we headed down.

Sharpie Graffiti hugged the walls.

Then I saw the list.

The list was a piece of graffiti on the walls that said which girls were hot, and which were not.

My eyes were opened wide when I saw I was number 10.

THE LIST
1. STACY HIELS
2. KATY JAMESON
3. MORGAN GEMS
4. SIDNEY SCOTT
5. EMILEE YOUNG
6. MAYBETH JUSTICE
7. LISA DAMONS
8. JULI CHAMBERS
9. SUMMER HILLS
10. LEA STEWART

Out of 100 girls in grade 7 I was number 10.

"Honey. We want to make you be number two.", Stacy nudged me.

"Just hang with us, and you'll see how we roll.", Morgan added.

I am going to become a Sweetheart.

~Lea~

Hi, a New Begging.

I am sorry for the short absence on blogger!

We all missed you!

I, Lea, will be posting the most.

We will update you on new photography! New videos!

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I will post more in the future!

~Lea.