Alone In the Middle(Ch.18) The End

by Dragonfly in World of Books

Chapter 18
So yeah, I was the supposed "queen". But the fact that they just assumed that this was what I wanted, kind of made me angry.
Oh well.

So, on Monday, I went back to school. I wasn't sure what was going to happen. My sisters had been calling people all weekend, which meant the news would have been spread by now. I'd invited Jaimie and Melody over and we just talked about everything that had happened. I was realizing that I was going to be queen in five days. That was when my sisters would graduate and they would be moving on to high school. It was a bit weird. I was only going to be an eighth grader, but the ninth and tenth graders would consider me their equal. Did I really want to be in such a position of power? I hated being the center of attention, when everyone's eyes are on me, everyone wants me to slip up so they can hold it against me. I really hate that!
But this was what I wanted. Right?

I told no one of this. Not even Jamie and Melody. They were my best friends, but telling them would be like admitting I stole the cookies from the cookie jar. It was a stupid sign of weakness and I knew it.

But there I was, standing in the center of the courtyard, Mike's hand in mine, talking to Jamie and Melody. The diva's like to take their sweet time getting to school. They actually ride the bus. They always say walking's for losers and used to look pointedly at me. But they've gone their whole life going to school on a bus while I've always walked.
We'll never be the same.

But when their bus pulled up, I had to admit, my heart beat a bit faster, and my grip on Mike tightened. I felt nervous, jittery. I knew that they always got off last, because they thought that they were doing a favor to those who could end up behind them. Since they think they're so perfect.
It was agonizing to watch all those kids get off. One by one by one. Sheer torture.
Then they got off.
They started walking to their group, which was behind us. I don't know what I was expecting, them stopping at us, telling us to join them, or announcing that I was the next alpha, but they didn't do nothing of the sort.
As they walked by us, Ann, who was closest to me, turned her head the slightest bit, giving me that walk-by look, a total impassive look on her face. It was the look models have, and then it was gone.
After that, I calmed down. I talked and laughed with my friends, worried about last ditch finals, and had fun. I wasn't the alpha yet, and while I was sitting with the divas, we sat on their tails, practically as if we were on are own. Sure they'd talk to us every now and then, but they were still tenth graders and we were still the squirmy little seventh graders who were new and could never be as cool as them. We were the losers, the tag-alongs, the babies. It didn't matter I was the next alpha. I was younger. I knew my place. And so did they.
The last day came and went, school was out and it was summer. I didn't know what it would hold, just like I had no idea what being the alpha would. I had no more fears, just excitement. My day had come.

The End