A/N: For some reason, I got this really funny picture of Light wearing braces in my mind. Sexy Mr. Light wearing braces? No wai! Hah, so I made him geeky in high school. Bahaha. Revenge is mine, Light! But seriously, I was a lot like Light in high school. I looked really geeky…plus, I was a loner. Major loser status. But now, my nerdy obsession with L and Light pays off as I can totally write them in character! Pwned! Okay, I'm done being a nutball now. I had too much cake for dessert. But yes, read all about how geeky/nerdy Light was in high school and how bitchy Misa was. Well…still is. Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Light, L…or any of the other death note charries. Poor guys. It's okay to be dorky in high school. I'll make it better.
Misa was thrilled to get an invitation to her high school reunion. She had done a lot in the ten years since high school. She was a successful model that was booked all over the world. She doubted her classmates had done anything as spectacular. Back in high school, she had been the prettiest girl in school. Everyone had wanted to date her. Very few actually earned her approval.
Misa smiled as she skipped out of her apartment to buy something fabulous to wear for the reunion. She was still the prettiest girl in class and she would prove it when she showed up in some really awesome designer clothes.
When Misa returned from her shopping trip, she settled down on her bed, lying on her stomach. She pulled out her yearbook from her senior year and browsed through it.
Yes, she remembered Takada. Stupid Takada, she could never be as pretty as Misa. Oh, and Ryuuzaki, the weird kid who always sat by himself eating sugar packets he stole from the cafeteria. And Light, the really geeky boy who asked Misa to prom. That was a laugh. Light Yagami, the pimply braces-wearing captain of the chess team? Misa wouldn't go to prom with him if he paid her. She didn't care about his perfect SAT scores or his straight A's. Misa wouldn't be caught dead with such a loser. Of course, he and Ryuuzaki had to go together to prom and really show off how pathetic they were that they couldn't get dates. And Matsuda, the klutz that spilled his soda down the front of Misa's blouse the day she was supposed to try out for the cheer squad. And the list went on and on. High school certainly had its share of losers.
Misa smiled to herself. Yes, there was no way any of her classmates would have any accomplishments that equaled hers. She was a model, wearing the best clothes, attracting way hot guys. In fact, maybe she should bring one of her hot boyfriends to the reunion just to show Takada how truly awesome she was.
As Misa dialed the number of one of the hotter guys she knew, she thought about what else she needed to do to prepare for the reunion. She needed a manicure and pedicure, of course. And she needed her hair done right away. Oh, and her car needed to be washed again. It would be awful if she showed up in a dirty pink BWM. It needed to be squeaky clean and extra shiny, just to show her classmates how perfect her life was.
Misa rolled onto her stomach and pouted. Raoul wasn't picking up the phone. Fine, she would invite Reiko to go with her instead.
Misa squealed in delight as Reiko answered the phone. "Rei-rei, I've got a favor to ask," she purred. "It'll be a lot of fuuuuun."
Misa listened to Reiko briefly. "No, silly. Not sex. Hey, hello? Hello?!" Misa pouted and hung up her pink phone on her nightstand. Fine, she wouldn't go with him anyway. Men, all they wanted was the sex. But, no matter. She would have fun without him. Who knows, maybe one of Misa's old high school boyfriends would be there. And maybe he would be less of a jerk than he was in high school. Nah, it was better just to go and laugh and how pathetic everyone else's life turned out to be.