Love is Hell by Marr Melissa

Author:Marr, Melissa [Marr, Melissa]
Format: mobi
Published: 2009-12-22T16:00:00+00:00

Fan Fictions

gabrielle zevin

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You know this girl.

Her hair is neither long nor short nor light nor dark. She parts it precisely in the middle. She sits precisely in the middle of the classroom, and when she used to ride the school bus, she sat precisely in the middle of that, too.

She joins clubs, but is never the president of them.

Sometimes she is the secretary; usually, just a member.

When asked, she has been known to paint sets for the school play. She always has a date to the dance, but is never anyone’s first choice. In point of fact, she’s nobody’s first choice for anything. Her best friend became her best friend when another girl moved away.

She has a group of girls she eats lunch with every day, but God, how they bore her. Sometimes, when she can’t stand it anymore, she eats in the library instead. Truth be told, she prefers books to people, and the librarian always seems happy to see her. She knows there are other people who have it worse— she isn’t poor or ugly or friendless or teased. Of course, she’s also aware that the reason no one teases is because no one ever notices her.

This isn’t to say she doesn’t have qualities.

She is pretty, maybe, if anyone would bother to look.

And she gets good enough grades. And she doesn’t drink and drive. And she says NO to drugs. And she is always where she says she will be. And she calls when she’s going to be late. And she feels a little, just a little, dead inside. She thinks, You think you know me, but you don’t.

She thinks, None of you has any idea about all the things in my heart. She thinks, None of you has any idea how really and truly beautiful I am. She thinks, See me. See me. See me.

Sometimes she thinks she will scream.

Sometimes she imagines sticking her head in an oven.

But she doesn’t.

She just writes it all down in her journal and waits.

She is waiting for someone to see. he school librarian is new this year and she’s barely older than the students. She wears tight pencil skirts and cashmere sweaters and patent leather Mary Janes. A librarian as styled by Playboy. Freshman boys have been known to invent special library errands just to look at her breasts. The new librarian is filled with ideas and book suggestions and what Paige—did I forget to mention the girl’s name is Paige? No matter, it has happened before—what Paige considers an exhausting enthusiasm. Paige preferred the old librarian (who was also an old librarian), who had skin the same gray as the walls.

“Hi, Paige,” the pinup librarian whispers conspiratorially.

“You might like this one. It’s new.” She sets a book on the table in front of Paige. Its jacket is black and shiny.

No picture, just the title in silver: The Immortals.

Paige is doubtful. “What’s it about?”

“It’s a fantasy,” says the librarian.

“The thing is, Ms. Penn, I sort of hate fantasy.” Paige thinks that fantasy is for losers and people without real lives.

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