the new girl

[kokoroars]

All Dian could think about was the new world around her. She had been sent here because of her parents death but no friends had come her way. And it was too bad because Dian was a true beauty. Maybe she could be somewhat shy and not show her fun loving personality but when she had friends, they never ran out of things to do. Or maybe the reason she did not have friends was because they thought she was a freak. Sighing, Dian picked up the adorable piglet of hers named Bullwinkle and sat down on her fold out chair.

feelingfabulous has signed on

Grabbing a water she waited for anyone to talk to her.

[streamy-kinz]

STREAMY; pop-u-lar

Streamy was sitting in her room, laying on her burgundy-covered bed and petting her pug, Snickers. Her blue-gray eyes were closed, and she wore little make-up. A little foundation, a little dusting of lavender eyeshadow, and a thin layer of mascara. No lip gloss, and no eye liner. Her clothes were simple nail-polished stained, dark wash, ripped jeans and a black and torquiose cami. Her ebony hair was down, and the electic blue highlights were especially bright.

The soft 'ding' of her computer sent her jolting upright. Streamy glanced at her nails, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw the burgundy polish wasn't smudged. Streamy looked up again, narrowing her eyes to focus on the screen. A pop-up window said, 'feelingfabulous had signed on.' Streamy knitted her eyebrows. 'Feelingfabulous? Wha-?' she thought, rolling off her bed and scampering across to the old Windows.

She slid into her chair, typing a quick message.

RocknRollbabe says: WHO ARE YOU?

Streamy giggled, her eyes sparkling mischievously. Too little sleep could do that to the girl.

[kokoroars]

feelingfabulous says: Dian Frotts. Im new.

Finally somebody logged on to talk. Her fingers lightly caressed her piglets head as she thought of who this girl was.

[streamy-kinz]

STREAMY; pop-u-lar

Streamy thingyed an eyebrown. Diane. The name didn't ring a bell. Well, the girl did say she was new. She obviously didn't know who Streamy was. Well, she would find out.

RocknRollbabe says: I'm Streamy. What do you look like?

Streamy had to know what Diane looked like before she could be nice, or mean. I mean, her future depended on it! Students looked up to her - after Massie, of course.

RocknRollbabe says: Pics are okay.

[kokoroars]

feelingfabulous says : long brown hair that is straight and slightly red cheeks. lips are smooth and red while skin is tan. Also, grey eyes. Why did you want to know?

It seemed odd, somebody asking her what she looked like. But oh well. It really did to matter to Dian. Everyone questioned her name. No E? Yah No e. Her parents wanted her to be different and well she was. For one thing, she had a piglet. Glancing down, Bullwinkle was fast asleep in her lap

[streamy-kinz]

Streamy bit her lip, unsure of Dian. Was she lying? Heck if she knew. Streamy sighed, deciding to go for the nice approach. After all, she could always lie, even if she detested the thing.

RocknRollbabe says: Oh, your reputation is based on it. I'm not pretty enough to be super-popular, but I am popular. See?
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Streamy smiled, scooping up her fawn colored pup and setting him on her lap. The pup made a grunting noise as Streamy caressed his charcoal colored ears.

[{{¤Claire¤}}]

Claire yawned, rubbing her eyes as she powered up her notebook. "Gawd," she muttered, "This research project is a pain." Opening the internet, Claire signed on to her IM, wondering if anyone was online.

Minimizing the window, she turned her attention back to the Internet, typing www.google.com in the address bar, waiting as the page slowly loaded.

[artsychic12]

Jess stepped out of the limo,anxious to finally go to her new school, Octavian Day. She looked around,wondering what girls she would want to be friends with to start her new clique. 'This is impossible', she thought. 'Guees i'll just have to wait and see what happens..... Jess took her mirror out of her Louis Vuitton backpack and checked her glossy dark brown hair, just to make sure every hair was in place. "Perfect", she said. "Bye John",she waved to her driver. 'Be sure to pick me up at three". Jess really hated being the new girl,because it meant she had to start all over again.New people, new cliques, new mean girls..... that part she espeacially hated. "I'll never get my old clique back,or my friends", she whispered to herself. But Jess quickly shock her fear off, and slowly entered the school.