This is how it is.
Society is messed up and so is humanity. We've had suicides almost every month, no one cares. Not the teachers, not the parents, no one. We're all alone in this world. It all depends on your popularity.
If you get hit in the face with a football, and it almost hits a popular girl, then they'll ignore you and scream to the popular girl, "Are you okay?!" While I get nothing even though I was the one who got hit in the face.
We lost friends. We lost families. And I was one of them. I am Amanda Rease. And I am a nobody in this school.
Parents abandon you just by the look of you're face as a baby that was just born. All it takes is one look, and they'll know your popularity standards. So thats exactly what happened. And they were right.
In the past, when I didn't exist, everyone would treat each other equally. But not anymore. The government thought it would be the best to treat each other by how popular you are.
We've had many suicides every month, if you're popular enough almost everyone else will cry forever. If you're not popular then everyone will act like nothing happened.
Many times I was around people, but nobody would notice. Someone once sat on me and said nothing but just role play that I was a chair. I used to be popular. But you will never, always be popular.
And thats what I learned.
*Flashback*
"Amandaaaa~!" Yelled a group of people. "Yes?" I said smiling. "Can we go to karaoke after school?" Said Derica, one of the other popular girls at school. And everyone I hang out with are popular. Dean shook his head. "Lets do it!" He said. I only nodded assuringly. "Sure, I have no plans today anyways!"
After school ended, they waited for me outside. And it would be like that almost every day! I was so grateful I turned popular. After being left by my parents it would be so tough to be the person I am today.
My parents took one look at me and threw me into adoption. They thought I wasn't popular enough. They were wrong. But they will be right one day. When popularity drowns out from me.
Popularity is like something you buy at a store. Except its really hard to get. But either way, it can be like milk for example. You can only keep drinking that milk until it expires. Like how popularity expires.
You can only be popular once. Thats how it works in this world. I didn't really care at first since I'm one of the most popular girls at school. But I would care later.
Back to karaoke, we sang and ate until we were full. It was an amazing time I had. Better with a group of people that know you're there. Like if you get up they'll ask you "Where are you going?" They would always pay attention.
Once we were done, we would exchange numbers. And I get new numbers every day! My cell is almost full of contacts. And they text almost all the time, which I don't mind.
It was all fun and games!
Until my popularity finished..
*End of Flashback*
Everyone changed their cell number. I would always try to see if I could text, but my phone would crash. I used to be so sad because my parents left me, then happy because I was popular, but then sad again, and sad forever.
I was kicked out of the orphanage when I was old enough to leave. I had to get a job which was hard, but I finally got one. I never dated, neither did I get my first kiss. But its never going to happen. It's impossible to be popular twice. No one in the world got popular enough to go twice or more than two times.
Thats why I want to be the first. The first to have more than one chance of being popular! And its begun. I will make it happen. And I will be famous for being the first. I'll start tomorrow. I will get a boyfriend and get my first kiss. I will have a million friends and my whole cell full of new numbers!
It'll be a dream come true. And my parents will regret everything they've done to me.
I bought hair dye, contact lenses, and lots of make up. I will change. I grabbed the blonde hair dye and put the lotion like substance on my brown hair and showered it off after. I then dried my hair and it was blonde.
I grabbed the blue contact lenses and put them where my pupil is. I opened up all the new make up I got and started using it. I started off with foundation, moved down to bronzer, eye liner, eye shadow, mascara, lipstick, and blush.
I looked in the mirror. It was like staring at a girl. A pretty one. I am desperate for popularity. It will happen. I changed. That is enough, right?
*Time Skip*
I started walking to school, nobody noticing. "This plan is harder than I thought.." I mumbled.
"Hi! Are you popular here or not?" Asked a male voice. This is how we greet each other in this world.. I looked up and smiled. "Yes.,Yes I am!" He looked kinda shocked when I said the dumb lie to him. He must be stupid if he believes it.. I thought.
"Thats nice, but why are you alone?" He asked. "Ah, I have a small cold and I don't want anyone to catch it." I said softly. He's such an idiot. "I see." He stepped a bit away from me.
"Let me introduce you to some of my friends, whats your name though? Mines Dylan, Dylan Williams." He introduced himself.
"Erm.. I'm A-Samantha! Samantha Smith. Nice to meet you!" I grinned. He smiled back at me. "Well we should go to class. But how about you and me and my friends go to karaoke?" My heart pounded. I bet he heard it too.
My head buzzed around with my disgusting lies. "S-Sure." I said. "Great, I'll meet you near the lockers after school. See ya!" I nodded and waved. My heart pounded. What am I doing?
I started heading to class, regretting everything I've done. I'm making matters worse.. "Um, who are you again?" Asked a females voice. "Oh I'm Samantha Smith." I said. "Samantha.. Your not on the list sweetie, and you don't look familiar, do you happen to be new?" She asked.
"Yes I am new. The teacher brought me here." I responded. She checked her list and then looked at me. "Hm.. Weird, I wasn't informed about this.." I mentally face palmed at myself. I can't keep up with these lies. It's too much. "Yeah erm, Amanda quit this school so I took her place." I said.
"Amanda? Who is she again?" I heard whispers from everyone in the room. "Amanda.. Oh here it is. Ok shes gone, its not like I even marked her present or absent." The teacher said. I forced a crooked smile and just kept seated.
I'm keeping cool today, I won't let my guard down. I am Samantha Smith, no longer Amanda Rease. Shes gone now. Probably forever.
I will be popular and everyone will love me. I hope this goes according to plan..
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Hi guys, so I started this new book by the idea I just got when I was day dreaming in class. I hope this book is good, but please take note, you are beautiful just the way you are! Don't change anything, because you are perfect in your own unique way. Also thank you for 500 reads on Identical! If you haven't checked it out yet please do!
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