I can't believe this was my fifth school in eight years. I've tried to fit in like your normal black haired, blue eyed girl with an obnoxious twin brother. But I'm just not normal. I wouldn't know how not normal I was until that fateful first day of ninth grade. My name is Kylar Iris Drew. I'm ADHD and dyslexic. And this is my story.

It was my first day of ninth grade. More importantly, it was my first day at a new school. Goode High School. I wanted to make a good impression before the problems occurred. By problems I mean, fights, fires, people getting hurt, ect. It's not my fault disaster follows in my wake.

I walked away from my mirror and sat on my bed. I started thinking about Stacy, my mom. I wondered where Stacy was right now. I knew she was still in Kansas, but was she at the bar or at one of her many boyfriends' houses. See, over the summer, Dad and Stacy had a pretty nasty divorce over that. Dad got full custody and moved us to Manhattan. All Stacy got was a crapload of legal papers to fill out. It was really stressful, but Zach and I love it here. Zach is my twin brother and however annoying he may be, I'll always love him.

I got up to get dressed. I wore a gray Capri jogging set, tennis shoes, and my favorite shirt. It says: stop global warming before I run you over with a steam roller. I know, it's so stupid, it's awesome. I was walking to my bathroom when I heard someone knocking on the trap door(my room's in the attic). I kneeled and opened it. I saw two bleary, ice blue eyes glaring up at me from under a mess of midnight hair. I pointed at my brother and yelled, "Ahh! It's Frankenstein's wife! She's gonna eat me! Someone help!"

I slammed the door shut and waited. Nothing. I opened the door cautiously, preparing for a sneak attack. Trust me, it's happened before. Zach was just staring at me. He looked ticked off.

"Jeez, Zach, who peed in your cereal?"

"You woke me up. At 5a.m. Why were you even up that early," Zach asked.

"Why were you even listening that early," I mocked his tone. "Now get out of my room before I tackle you!"

"I'm not in your room, I'm under it."

"I don't care. That just means I can jump on you easier!"

"Respect your elders, Kylar!"

"Ha! You are not my elder!"

"I'm older than you by five minutes," Zach shouted at me.

"So! That does not make you my elder!"

"You two need to be quiet and get down stairs, there's people sleeping

around here. And Zach, it's four and a half minutes, not five," Dad yelled.

"Sorry, Dad. I love you," I answered. I smiled and looked down at Zach.

"Suck up," he whispered and walked away.

In half an hour, we were walking out the door. To get to our bus stop, we had to walk a few blocks down the street. When we got there, there was already a few people already there. They didn't even notice us. I unzipped Zach's backpack and took out his schedule.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Zach asked, as if I was going to jump off a bridge.

The three were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't even look up. But I didn't really care. I was staring at our schedules. They were exactly the same, except for our lockers and combinations! At first, I was horrified, then my devious mind roared to life. I thought of ways to annoy my brother as much as he annoys me. I smiled. I felt something sharp on my nose.

"Earth to Kylar! The bus is coming, and your starting to look like a creeper. Evil smile and everything."

I realized that Zach had flicked me on the nose, like a dog.

"Hey, Zach, we have the same schedule," I said.

"No, we don't. stop lying."

"Whatever," I whispered and put his schedule in my pocket.

The bus came rumbling by. As soon as we got on, it got very quiet. Everyone was staring at us. Come on, don't tell me you've never seen twins before. You'd think aliens had invaded Earth or something!

Zach and I quickly found an empty seat and sat down. I had the window seat, so I was squished most of the way there. On a couple of left turns, though, I pushed Zach out of the seat, making him look like an idiot. By the time we arrived at school, Zach was officially po'd.

"You had better watch your back, Kylar Iris Drew," Zach said in a dangerous tone, "because if you don't, you'll be sorely mistaken."

"Signed, sealed, delivered, Zach. Besides, you have to deal with me twenty-four, seven. You'll see." I stuck my hand out and asked sweetly, "Truce?"

"Not on your life."

My plan was working perfectly. "Oh, then things are gonna go down a very steep hill from here." I smiled wickedly and fought off the urge to laugh manically.