The Chronicles of Regina Ch. 1&2

Chapter 1

"I bet you fifty dollars you don't have the balls to ask Damian out to that concert," Josh challenged me in the cafeteria, his arm draped around Bri.

"You're right, I don't have balls."

The jocks surrounding us broke out in laughter. One look from Josh and they all became silent.

"And anyway you make fifty dollars in one day. I want three hundred dollars. Paid in full."

All I had to do was smile. I knew he would give in, they always do. It's an art form that I'd been practicing my whole life. And it wasn't like me to back down from a challenge.

I glanced over my shoulder to the table Damian sat at. It was the one closest to the main doors; the "nerd" table; lowest rung in the high school social ladder. He seemed like a slightly grown up version of the third grade boy I first met. He was slouched over the table reading a book, his dark greasy hair hanging in front of his eyes. Every few seconds he had to reach up to push his glasses back into place. There were other clones around him, but one stood out. He kind of reminded me of this singer I saw once in a club downtown¦

I looked back into Josh's eyes. He was mockingly smiling at me. I would prove him wrong.

The rest of the afternoon I spent planning. I was one of those girls who took an hour at night just to pick out the perfect outfit for the day ahead. I had to think of every word that came out of my mouth, or else I would think of myself as and idiot.

I decided to go over Brianna's that night. We spent the whole night in front of the TV watching Friends reruns and having a Diet Pepsi binge.

"This whole thing is stupid, Josh can be just an idiot sometimes," Brianna seemed really upset about the whole thing. Yet again, it did go against all of our cheerleaders' secret ethics. It was almost treason to go out with someone of his social status and especially for a bet.

"I've come up with a plan. I'll give him a whole new look. Like in that movie¦.She's All That¦" my voice drowned out. The party I was at the night before was having an effect on me.

"Whatever." Her eyes glazed over while watching Jennifer Aniston, leaving nothing there but two blank orbs.
I went home and walked the three flights of stairs to my room, and passed out on my bed (but not before washing my face, of course).

I woke up late the next morning and had a slight panic attack while throwing on clothes that I had forgotten to put out the night before. I couldn't find my lucky panties: it was a sparkly baby pink thong that had a little star on the back. I was so upset that I half-hazardly put on my makeup and ran out the door without eating anything.

I guess I was driving too fast, because a cop pulled me over. He wasn't even cute. But I got away without a ticket, thanks to my talent¦

I was late for first period yet again. I don't think Madam Jeanette likes me very much. She must be jealous because I'm so good looking.

Fourth period finally came. Damian sat across the room from me, so I didn't get to talk to him until the last four minutes of math. I became so nervous sitting staring at the chalkboard. I hated walking up to strange guys like him, it was a little unknown fact though.

I walked up to him, making sure my mini swayed with each step.

"Hey, um, do you know what time this period ends?" I must of sounded like an idiot. I didn't know what else to ask. It must be because of the missing thong.

"Uhh¦it ends¦um¦uh¦I think¦" It hit me that the task would be really easy so I decided to play along.

"Ok, thanks, I'll go ask someone else," I smiled and slowly turned around.

"10:29, math ends at 10:29!" he stuttered, I found it really cute that I had complete power over him. But then again, I was used to it.

"Thanks, what's your name again?"

"My name's Em¦I mean Damian." Something inside of me popped. Em¦emo¦Emo Boy!

"I'm Regi.."

"Regina, I know." He looked away quickly after that.

"Well I'll see you again tomorrow, Damian."

Chapter 2

So the other night I was taking a walk. I reached 7th Avenue when I heard something.

From what I saw behind a tree, there were four boys. Two of them were from our school's football team, and had a rumor going around that they were gay. They were huddled under an oak and I watched as I saw two other skinny boys running over yelling at them.

It sounded something like, "Halt, my name is Emo Boy, and gay lovers are illegal in this town!"

I thought Emo Boy was just some made up piece of crap who's story had been circulating through our school for the past two years. But what I saw was very real.

The jocks yelled something at the emos, which made Emo Boy himself runaway and jump into the passenger side of a nearby gray van.

The other seemingly transvestite of a guy managed to arm lock both of the football players and throw them into the back of the same van with superhuman strength. He must use steroids¦

I had a couple mighty good fantasies of that night after that