"Lucinda was an average teenager living an average life, with the same insecurities and the same fashion sense. Nothing was that special about her, people regarded her as quite a dull person- little did they know.
Her friends saw her as a tag along someone who added to their friendship group. Therefore she was invited to the usual social gatherings and meetings that took place over the summer. On one of these particular meetings to a bowling alley some boys started chatting to her friends whilst she hung at the back of the group feeling slightly left out of the conversation. Lucinda recognised the boys from their school's champion tennis team and gave a mental sigh at people who play sport. "How can anybody enjoy something that makes you feel physically run down" she thought- then suddenly one of those very same boys shouted her name. "Oi, Lucinda how's the view at the back of the group then?" voicing her insecurities to the world, she felt a twinge of pain as everyone burst into laughter at this witty, witty sentiment. She joined in the laughter, trying to laugh with them rather than at her and felt horrible for the rest of the night. On top of all this some of the boys kept on making digs at her regardless of her friends delayed responses at the verbal abuse.
"Hey, where's Lucinda I can 't quite see her,"
"Would you rather kiss Lucinda or Katie..."
"Go easy on the fries Lucinda you want to be able to stand and bowl right?"
"Lucinda the human bowling ball!"
"I'd kiss Katie who wants to kiss Lucinda?"
"Sorry Lucinda you're going to have to be one of those old cat ladies"
"Sounds you have a thing for cat ladies!"
"They're so hot...except one... Lucinda"
After an hour of this torment she excused herself and went to the bathroom to cry her eyes out as her worst fears and doubts were verified by this group of boys who she'd just met. As she fumbled at the toilet roll trying to dry her eyes Lucinda noticed something glinting at the back of the cubicle. It looked like...a doorknob? It was tiny, hardly visible but you could still see it was brass; with a miniature jewel in the centre. Her eyes widened at the potential value of this and gave it a tug, trying to get it to come out of the wall when suddenly an alarm went off- quietly at first then gradually getting louder and louder....
Lucinda's hand flew to her mouth what had she done?
How long did she have to dry her eyes and get out of there?
"NEW NAW NEW NAW NEW NAW NEW NAW"
A light started to shine from the jewel in the doorknob.
The cubicle was flooded with light and that was the last Lucinda ever saw of those people she called friends again...
*TO BE CONTINUED*