A/N: I know, I know. I have way to many fucking stories to update, but I do have a schedule so I decided to publish this fic. Does anyone else remember when Lyndsay Lohan was the least bit sane and acually made good movies? Me either. I did enjoy the movie she was in, the remake of Freaky Friday. So I came up with this idea a few weeks back and decided now or never, right? Anyways, enjoy :)! Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Samey
Only two more years until I can leavw this hell hole called school. Between the bossy teachers, horrible peers, and evil twin sister, I'll be surprised if I even make it through my sophomore year here at Wawanakwa Prep. The only thing that makes school the least bit fun is...
"Topher!" I call out to my oldest friend. Topher turns around, flashing me a smile. I really hope I didn't just blush.
"Hey Sam, what's up?" He asks, approaching me. You see, Topher is at the top of the food chain (same goes for my sister), while I rot at the bottom. Ain't life great? The only reason why we've stayed friends for so long is because we know each others deepest secrets and fears, stuff like that.
"Just trying to avoid my sister, getting harrased by Sugar. Ya know, the usuall. What about you?" I ask as we head towards English class.
"Oh, you know, just getting the lead in the school musical." Topher mentioned bluntly. If I wasn't in compleat shock, I would have seen the tanned leg sticking out in front of me.
"Wow Topher that's - WHOAAA!" I scream as I'm tripped, spilling my books and papers onto the floor.
"Opps, sorry Samey." Remember that wonderful twin sister I've been mentoning? Well, thats her alright, surrounded by the popular cheer girls who have an IQ of at least ten. Topher, being the gracious gentleman he is, bends down and helps me gather my belongings as my sister struts off with her friends.
"You okay?" He asks me as I stand up off the ground. I brush my skirt off and give him a weak smile.
"I'm fine, happens all the time. So you got the lead in the school musical huh?" I ask, quickly trying to avoid the previous subject. Topher's face lights up with glee, like a kid on Christmas day.
"Yea, and it's the best musical of them all, Leagaly Blond." I give him a confused look.
"Isn't the main character a girl?" I ask stupidly. Topher laughs as we enter Ms. Jonson's fourth period English class.
"I'm Emmet, not Elle." He tells me just before the bell rings. I have no ide who Elle or Emmet are, but I just go with it. Class is acually going really well, until I feel someone tap my sholder.
"Hey there, Samey." A cool voice whispers in my ear. Heather. Heather and Sugar are Amy's two best friends, and my two best enemies. Oh, and did I mention all three of them are in my English class?
"What do you want Heather?" I spin around in my seat to face the raven haired bitch. She gives me a sly smile.
"Oh, nothing. Just wanted to know how you and your boyfriend are doing." That, makes me fume. The two other girls snicker as my fade probably turns a deep shade of red.
"Me and Topher are not dating! Where just friends!" I whisper/shout. Amy smirks at my reaction.
"She's right guys, because Samey here will never ever have a boyfriend. She's just so lame!"
"You fu-" I start, until I realise their cackling as abruptly stopped and the three girls are quietly doing their work. Strange. And that's when I realise the figure looming above me.
"Can I help you Miss. Quinn?" Ms. Jonsona asks, eyeing me suspiciously. Everyone stops working and starts staring at me.
"Uh...no?" I say meekly.
"Then I belive a detention after school today should be arranged." Ms. Jonson says sternly, handing me a small grey slip of paper. I sigh as she turns back on her heel and goes to take her seat at the wooden desk placed at the front of the classroom. Thanks a lot Amy.
Amy
I delicately place my lunch tray on the plastic table, sitting next to Sugar and Heather.
"I cannot belive she accually got a detention! The look on her face was priceless!" Sugar cackles. Heather nods, not paying any attention to us at all.
"Is Alejandro staring at me?" She whispers as I roll my eyes. Heather and Alejandro have this on again off again relationship thing going, and right now, it's off.
"Uh, no." I respond, taking a bite out of my sandwich.
"Damn." Heather mutters. It's so obvious she wants him. I'm just about to say something when Samey quietly slips into the lunchroom, trying not to be seen. Perfect.
"Sup Sparamey!" I call out across the lunchroom, causing my loser sister to stop dead in her tracks. "I thought you cry your eyes out in the girls bathroom during lunch!" I smirk as Samey speed walks to her almost empty table, humiliated. Some people say that I'm to harsh on my sister, but it's not my fault she's a total falier!
"Nice one." Sugar compliments as I go back to my sandwich.
"What can I say, it's a gift." I gloat, flipping my long blond hair. This is pretty much my life. Humiliating my sister, laughing with my friends, and being better than everyone else. Nothing is going to change that.
A/N: oh if only Amy knew. So how was it? I know Samey's POV was longer, but that's just life. If you could please leave me a review as if weather you liked this chapter or not, it will help me decide if I should continue this or not. Thanks!
MTC
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