Sophie shuffled along the hallway in her too-long pants that she had received second hand from her sister Elizabeth. She had earlier rolled them up, so as to not trip over the longer hems that her sister required for her sexy long legs, but the diminutive Sophie only succeeded in drawing more attention than she wanted to herself.
"What's the matter Sofa," Sarah McMillan, the head cheerleader had teased her earlier, "Can't afford your to get USED clothes in your own size anymore?"
This had caused laughter from other students within earshot. It wasn't what Sarah had said that made them laugh, but rather that it was Sarah who had said it. When Sarah McMillan snapped her fingers, the school fell in line.
No so for Sophie Stewart. Some girls had to deal with feeling invisible at school, but even that would be an improvement for Sophie. Each day she was ridiculed, teased, pushed around by Sarah and her ilk. It didn't help that Sarah's locker was directly to the right of Sophie's, giving the popular kids ample opportunity to take shots at her.
As she walked up to her locker she sighed. She had been early that day, hoping to avoid the bullying. To no avail, she realized. They got her even when she wasn't there. On her locker was a yellow sticky note with something written on it. She pulled it from her locker and read it out loud.
"Locker-swap. I wish to swap my stuff with the stuff of the person in the locker to the right of mine."
She tore it up and dropped the pieces on the ground. What was that supposed to mean, anyway?
Shaking her head, she spun the combination and opened her locker. To her surprise the contents had dramatically changed. Instead of her library books, papers that she'd written early and was waiting to hand in, a picture of Albert Einstein and her rain coat, were some trashy celebrity magazines which she'd never read, a couple textbooks (unopened), a picture of Biff (captain of the football team) with the words "for my best girl" scrawled across the bottom, and a cheerleading outfit.
"What the..." she began, but didn't finish. She was at that point lifted up, turned around, and kissed. It was her first kiss, and was quickly lost in it. She felt everything, his hands, his lips, his tongue, the heat from his skin. When it was over, and she could think straight, she saw Biff Meadows, most popular boy in school, standing over her.
"Hey baby," he smirked, "You were saying?"
Sophie, the unpopular girl, fainted dead away. When she came to, she was...
