Starchea - I Have Arrived! - Chapter 1
Starchea is just beginning her 11th grade year at Richway High. But there are rumors about her before she even steps through the doors...
On the first day of school
Star: Okay. I'm going to go and start fresh and new no matter what nobody says.
Boy: Are you okay?
Star: Huh? Oh yea I'm just knew here and I'm a little nervous.
Boy: Oh cause I saw you talking to yourself and I thought you were... y'know-
Star: Mental?
Boy: Yeah. No offense. By the way my name is Steve.
Star: My name is Starchea.
Steve: Oh.
Star: What's wrong?
Steve: It's you.
Star:?!?
Steve: You're that new girl that doesn't belong here.
Star: Umm did you not think you hurt my feelings cause you did and who do you think your calling doesn't belong cause you should take a look in the mirror some time and... and...
Steve: Bye loser. Ha!
Just then the bell rang. Time for second period, Art.
Star: Do people really hate me?
Blonde: Ugh you got paint on my new top!
Star: Sorry.
In PE ... basketball...
Star: Is it something I said?
Another Blonde: Owww my nose!
Star: sorry!
In Library... study hall...
Star: Do I have an attitude?
Nerd: Hush! Errrr, Hush!
Star: sorry.
On the bus...
Jerk: Hey look it's that girl!
Star: I'm right there y'know.
Jerk: I didn't know you were that smart!
Star: Whatever, jerk.
Jerk: I'd expect a wannabe to act like that...
Star: What the heck is that supposed to mean?
Pretty Girl: Don't act like you don't know. The whole school is talking about you
Star: Yeah I got that.
Pretty Girl: You don't belong here. You're not rich or pretty. You're just a nobody just like all the other nobody's. So why don't you go back to whatever hole you crawled under.
Star: So it looks like these are my choices:
1) I can cry...
2) I can fight and prove that I am what everyone says I am...
3) Ignore the comments and not listen to what they say...
I think I'll choose #3.
Pretty girl: ... I bet you can't even FIGHT!
Star: Make that #2
Star: You don't want to go there.
Pretty girl: I just did!
Just then the bus pulled to a stop at Starchea's house. She got off the bus.
Pretty girl: So you're running away?
Star: No!
But the bus pulled off...
Mom: How was school today, Star?
Star: Good
Mom: Let me rephrase that. What did you do in school today?
Star: Learn. Eat. Walk. Fight.
Mom: So school didn't go so well?
Star: You don't know the half of it.
Star: Okay. I'm going to go and start fresh and new no matter what nobody says.
Boy: Are you okay?
Star: Huh? Oh yea I'm just knew here and I'm a little nervous.
Boy: Oh cause I saw you talking to yourself and I thought you were... y'know-
Star: Mental?
Boy: Yeah. No offense. By the way my name is Steve.
Star: My name is Starchea.
Steve: Oh.
Star: What's wrong?
Steve: It's you.
Star:?!?
Steve: You're that new girl that doesn't belong here.
Star: Umm did you not think you hurt my feelings cause you did and who do you think your calling doesn't belong cause you should take a look in the mirror some time and... and...
Steve: Bye loser. Ha!
Just then the bell rang. Time for second period, Art.
Star: Do people really hate me?
Blonde: Ugh you got paint on my new top!
Star: Sorry.
In PE ... basketball...
Star: Is it something I said?
Another Blonde: Owww my nose!
Star: sorry!
In Library... study hall...
Star: Do I have an attitude?
Nerd: Hush! Errrr, Hush!
Star: sorry.
On the bus...
Jerk: Hey look it's that girl!
Star: I'm right there y'know.
Jerk: I didn't know you were that smart!
Star: Whatever, jerk.
Jerk: I'd expect a wannabe to act like that...
Star: What the heck is that supposed to mean?
Pretty Girl: Don't act like you don't know. The whole school is talking about you
Star: Yeah I got that.
Pretty Girl: You don't belong here. You're not rich or pretty. You're just a nobody just like all the other nobody's. So why don't you go back to whatever hole you crawled under.
Star: So it looks like these are my choices:
1) I can cry...
2) I can fight and prove that I am what everyone says I am...
3) Ignore the comments and not listen to what they say...
I think I'll choose #3.
Pretty girl: ... I bet you can't even FIGHT!
Star: Make that #2
Star: You don't want to go there.
Pretty girl: I just did!
Just then the bus pulled to a stop at Starchea's house. She got off the bus.
Pretty girl: So you're running away?
Star: No!
But the bus pulled off...
Mom: How was school today, Star?
Star: Good
Mom: Let me rephrase that. What did you do in school today?
Star: Learn. Eat. Walk. Fight.
Mom: So school didn't go so well?
Star: You don't know the half of it.
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