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    This is going to be somewhat similar to the movie Heathers. My girl is an outcast that finally got her shot at being in the most popular clique at school. Your guy is the new guy that is dangerous and never settles. The two take an interest in each other. My girl gets in a fight with the lead of the clique and is told that she is now a nobody. Come Monday she will be dead to the whole school. Will she be able to work her way through it?


    It is very similar to Heathers, only they don't kill anyone. We will start when our characters first meet.


    Name: Jordan Keys
    Age: 17
    Personality: -'Don't tell me what to do.'
    -Sassafrass
    -'Do you want to fight about it?'
    -Carefree, well, doesn't seem to care too much.
    -Troubled
    - Patient
    -Humorous
    - Can be childish.


    Comes from a troubled home.

    Rose couldn't believe it. Three weeks again she had been a nobody. Everyone ignored her or bullied her. Now? Now she was friends with the three most popular girls in school. Well, not really friends. More like people she worked with. But now she was popular! No one picked on her. She wore nice new clothes and makeup. Well, not a lot of makeup. Just a little. It was currently lunch. She was sitting at their table. "Come on Rose. We have a lunchtime poll to do." The leader of the girls, Heather Chandler(still keeping same names cause I can't think of any others). Rose groaned and rolled her eyes. "How vary." She got tugged up by the arm and to the usual spot she asked their stupid questions. "Come on Heather lets go ask other people for once." She said. Heather rolled her eyes. "I don't want to talk with the scum of the school."
    Rose just shrugged then and took the paper. She began to walk around and ask the questions. Heather followed her very unhappily. As they were about to leave, she noticed a table they hadn't been to. She went over. "This is something called a lunchtime poll. It is a stupid question, for fair warning." She said. "You win the lottery. The same day you get the money, aliens land on the earth and say they are going to blow it up in 24 hours. What do you do?"

    Jordan was a bad boy, and everyone knew it. Infamous throughout different schools, Jordan had been moved quite a lot. This, however, was his latest school. It wasn't like the rest, however, this school had a hierarchy. The three most popular girls ran the school, well, four, and everyone seemed to follow along. Some of the teachers were terrified of what these girls could do! The dark haired male, however, wasn't scared. He simply didn't care. In fact, because he was so infamous throughout different school, he might as well be considered popular here already, and it had only been a week.


    Looking around the lunchroom, Jordan pulled up a hand and ran it through his hair as he listened to the girls and guys at his table gossip and giggle about whoever they felt like. Common topics for conversation, however, were how pretty the popular girls were. Raising an eyebrow, Jordan would comply and leave a sarcastic comment in on a conversation or two, sparking up laughter and saucy comments. Even so, Jordan didn't really seem to fit in all that well, either neither the popular or the 'scum' of the school, as Heather Chandler so graciously considered them. He was just in the middle. Noticing someone approach the table, Jordan turned to face them, seeing that it was Rose. One of the most popular girls in the school. Everyone at his table fell silent, all eyes upon her like some sort of angel. Hearing her odd question, Jordan gave an amused chuckle,"Well, I'd buy an intense amount of slush drinks and cigarettes." He answered truthfully,"Maybe go on a trip to somewhere crazy. What about you?" He questioned, a little smirk gracing his lips. The male was curious. What an odd question!

    Rose had never really been into high school guys. Not after all they did to her before. But this guy seemed different. He must've been new. She had never seen him before. She made a very small note on the piece of paper. She wasn't really prepared for the question to be asked back to her. The Heathers and herself only took answers. They had never gave them. "Very vary." She said truthfully. She felt a small smile come into her face. "Go pop some popcorn and see some old movies." She responded. She was going to add on more but Heather grabbed her arm and pulled her away. She kept her eyes on him then. Heather tugged her back around. There was this big party tonight and everyone was going. (Not where she gets kicked out of the heathers, that will be a little later)

    Jordan listened intently, eyes crinkling with the smile that brightened his features,"Sounds like a good night." He replied happily, before the female was dragged off by Heather Chandler, to his slight irritance. The dark haired male would have liked to talk more with her and get to know her. Perhaps she was different than Heather Chandler and the two other Heathers. The second the popular had left, gossip at the table increased and fawning over them increased. Jordan listened and contributed to the conversation,
    "Who's going to the party later tonight?" He questioned, which sent the table into a flurry of excitement. It seemed as though everyone was going, it was going to be a h'll of a night.

    Rose was currently getting a lecture about that. "I thought you gave up on high school guys." H. Chandler said with a somewhat smug look. Rose shrugged. "Maybe I'm not." With that, she grabbed her journal, well diary, and walked away. The day seemed to drag on before she went home. She had hoped that Jordan was going to that party tonight. She didn't get his name yet and she wanted to talk more with him. She got ready and pulled on a nicer outfit. She wore a nice but comfortable shirt and dark jeans. Her hair was up in a braid. She said goodbye to her parents then left. H. Chandler had picked her up. They stopped st a gas station to get some snacks on the way there. Rose hopped out of the car and went inside. She began to look through the aisles and let out a soft sigh.

    The day seemed to drag unbearably, and eventually Jordan rushed home and got changed. His father was passed out on the couch, as usual, and Jordan managed to sneak up to his room and get changed rather easily. Pulling on a white shirt, black leather jacket and dark ripped jeans and his worn converse, the dark haired male slipped his black necklace on and grabbed his wallet before heading out of the house. Heading to the gas station near to where he lived, Jordan went inside to buy some sweets on his way to the party. As childish as it seemed, Jordan was a sucker for anything sweet. Also, tea was his favourite hot drink. Humming lightly to himself, the male grabbed a pack of lollipops to buy, but turned on his heel and stopped as he spotted someone familiar. Giving a little smile, the dark haired male chuckled,"Well well well, we meet again." He mused.

    Rose was humming lightly to herself as she looked through the aisles. She grabbed some corn nuts. That was basically all she was told to get. She heard a familiar voice and turned. "Hello mystery man. Am I ever going to learn your name?" She inquired with a small smile as well. "You're new right?" She added. She hadn't seen him other than today. She wasn't like the heathers at all. It was clear to see.

    Giving a light chuckle at her retort, he gave a little nod,"I'm Jordan. I've been at the school for about a week, and as far as I know, you're Rose. " he quipped, a little whistle escaping his lips,"You're the talk of the school aside from the Heather girls." The dark haired male added, picking up on the fact that shecmot definitely did not seem like Heather Chandler, at least.

    "Unfortunately. I only wanted to not get picked on anymore. Now I'm popular and sh't." Rose said with fake happiness. She gazed at him and crossed her arms on her chest. "So what made you come to Sherwood, Ohio?" She asked. There was almost nothing in the town. She couldn't wait to get to college and leave here. That would make her very happy. She slowly continued to walk, looking back at the chips then.

    Jordan listened intently, giving a little smirk,"Well, I needed a fresh start. That, and stuff happened. Not important. I'm sorry to hear that you just wanted the harassment to stop, but hey. College is soon, am I right?" He questioned, tilting his head ever so slightly.

    Rose listened and her smile grew somewhat. "And the mystery boy brings in even more mystery." She joked. She slowly nodded. "Not soon enough." She turned her head when she heard honking from outside. She let out a sigh. "If you can't tell, I don't really like my friends." She didn't really want to go to the party tonight but she was kind of being forced to.

    Observing how her smile grew, Jordan gave a chuckle,"I'm not mysterious. And I can second that statement right there. I'll meet you at the party?" He questioned, as he grabbed the packet of lollipops and turned on his heel, heading to the counter and paying for them before walking out of the gasp station, pulling a box of cigarettes out of his pocket and picking one out, resting it between his lips and taking his lighter from his pocket, flicking the flame into action and lighting it. Pulling a breath, Jordan exhaled as he walked, happily so. Smoking was a habit he's picked up from his father.