Homecoming.

CLAIRE.

It was homecoming and while the whole school was in high spirits, I wasn't. I wanted to be far away from the festivities taking place at school, where the football team all pretend like they were gods and the girls act like they would be picked as the homecoming queen, even though they truly know who'd get that crown -Veronica.

I had seen her show a deep lack of interest in the activities and then Evie had burned with rage when her name was called as one of the competitors. She knew that everyone would vote for Veronica and not her and that was the only part in all these that pleased me, that Evie was miserable. I was miserable in my own way because Ms. Wells had given me a duty -working in the food stands with other social outcasts, like my place in school wasn't obvious to everyone already.

Another girl -she was new with dark hair and pink highlights- had tried to make conversation with me but just at that moment, I saw Scott pick Evie up in a hug and spun her around. He d