part of every family video and had seen pictures of her being born in the hospital. This made her even madder inside. Why was she so different?
Rachel cleared her plate, put it in the sink, and started for the stairs.
“That’s not where that goes, get back here and clean your plate,” Rachel’s mom yelled. “We are not your personal maids, clean up after yourself.”
Rachel stomped back into the kitchen and looked at Sarah’s plate that had been placed right next to hers in the sink.
“But Sarah left hers in the sink,” Rachel said.
The front door slammed shut as Sarah left the house.
“Sarah went to go meet a friend in town and she was running a little behind,” Rachel’s mom said.
“It’s not fair,” said Rachel as she cleaned her plate off and put it in the dishwasher.
When Rachel got back into the comfort of her bedroom, she lay there breathing heavy, her head face down in her pillows. All her emotions were flooding her body, and she began to cry. She sat up and reached for a tissue and saw her cell phone on the nightstand. She flipped it open. No new messages .
Rachel grew even sadder. She couldn’t understand why nobody from Pennsylvania had reached out to her. Rachel scrolled down her lists of contacts and clicked Dana’s name. She started writing a text.
Hey, how was your day today? Did you see Alex? What was he wearing?
Rachel placed the phone back onto her nightstand and waited. Dana always had her phone glued to her body and never missed a call, text or email.
A few minutes went by with no reply and Rachel’s heart dropped.
Rachel went over to her desk and took out her purple, velvet diary. She held it up to the key on her necklace, and opened the lock.
Dear Diary,
Today was awful. I hate AHS, I hate Mr. Allen and I hate my family. I didn’t make one friend and I never will. Nobody even knows I exist. Dana is ignoring me, too. I feel alone.
I did see a cute guy in school – Rob Greene. He plays football. He obviously hasn’t noticed me yet, but we are in the same homeroom. I hope he notices me tomorrow. He’s the hottest guy ever and has the biggest muscles. He’s perfect. Not that he would ever go for a girl like me.
I’m dreading tomorrow. I hope it won’t be a repeat of today.
Oh, and I have cheerleading tryouts tomorrow. Wish me luck!
XOXO,
Rachel
As Rachel locked her diary back up her phone buzzed.
One New Message:
Dana: Hey, can’t talk-super busy-call you tmw.
Rachel shut her phone, feeling even more depressed. She put her head back on her pillow and fell asleep.
Chapter Five
Rachel woke up twenty minutes earlier so she could dart into the bathroom before Sarah. She finished in the bathroom relatively quickly so she wouldn’t have to deal with her sister.
Rachel remembered that today was the big tryout, and she didn’t know what to wear. She didn’t know if she was supposed to wear her tryout clothes to school or change into them after school. Since she desperately wanted to wear her new Penney’s boyfriend jeans, she opted to bring a change of clothes for her tryout.
She recalled the flyer said, “Dress to Impress.” She didn’t know exactly what that meant. She thought for a moment, and pulled out a red spaghetti strap tank and blue cotton skirt. Her school colors were red, white and blue so she thought this would show her school spirit. Rachel also figured that all cheerleaders wore skirts, and she assumed that this must be what they meant by “dress to impress.” Rachel also packed a pair of black bicycle shorts to wear under her skirt in case it rode up doing a high kick.
Rachel threw the clothes into a small gym duffle, and headed downstairs for breakfast.
Rachel looked at the cereal on the table.
“Do we have anything besides Cheerios?” Rachel asked.
“I’m going to the Shop Rite today. What would you like Darling?” her mom asked.
“Golden Grahams and Fruity Pebbles!” Rachel