Hi guys! So, I know you're probably thinking, 'why the heck is she starting a new story when she should be writing on Online or Abduction?' Well, I started this story in February out of pure boredom... and this story is mostly done. So I figured I'd post it.

This story is mostly fluff anyway.

It was the first day of first grade. I nervously adjusted my clothes and headed outside. My family had just moved to California from Colorado a week ago; my dad had gotten a new job here.

My teacher seemed nice. Her name was Mrs. Lewis, a calm, sweet brunette. And the kids in my class were ok.

But now it was recess! I made my way out of the hallway into the sun. The playground was huge! There seemed to be millions of swings, slides, and a big set off monkey bars! Way bigger than the one in Colorado!

I looked back to the monkey bars. They had always been my favorite since I had been taking gymnastics since the age of 3. But I watched a 5th grader pull on a little girl's piggy tails by there and decided against it. Instead I settled with the swings, which were mostly empty.

It didn't take long before I got bored of just swinging. So I made up a game! I would swing on my belly, grasp the chains with my hands, and flip my legs over my head, landing on the wet ground. I made sure to steer clear of the puddle in the middle; it had rained earlier that morning. Then I did it again and again and again! Before long I noticed a black haired girl about my age watching me.

"Is that fun?" Her brown eyes narrowed in confusion.

"Of course it is!" I giggled and flipped again.

"I wanna try!" She smiled and ran over to the swing by me. "Who are you? I've never seen you before."

"My name's Kim. We just moved here from Colorado."

"Oh. Well, my name's Jessica." She smiled at me.

We giggled, talked and flipped for most of the recess until suddenly two caramel hands pushed my right off my swing. Right into the mud puddle. I looked down at my white shirt. My mom had bought it just for this occasion and now it was ruined! Jessica looked dismayed.

"Jackson Brewer! How could you do that!?" Jessica was now off of her swing into a boy's face, yelling at him.

"Shut it cousin." He shoved her into a puddle, skinning her knee in the process, which caused the water in the puddle to quickly turn red. Tears welled in Jessica's eyes.

"Oh, is the baby gonna cwy?" He said in his best baby voice, pretending to rub his big brown eyes. His friends all cheered him on and laughed at her. That was the last straw. I got up and looked him square in the face. He was the same height as me so it was easy.

"What's your problem?!" I screeched. He just laughed at me. So I bent over, grabbed a few handfuls of mud, and dumped it on his head. He stiffened up in shock, so I smeared it all over in his hair and onto his face. I wiped my hands on his shirt.

"Now we're even!" I said cheerfully, when underneath I was loathing him. I helped Jessica to her feet and helped her limp to the nurse's office.

The afternoon recess was much the same at first, only Jackson and his friends stayed away, watching us play on the swings. After Jessica and I got done over there, she introduced me to some of her other friends.

First there was Elle, who had shiny blonde hair and twinkling green eyes. She was obviously obsessed with Barbie; she had a pink jacket and sparkly pink jeans that had the Barbie logo plastered all over it. Elle was very talkative.

Then there was Grace, who had beautiful dark brown curls and a cute sundress, but was very quiet.

And last but not least, there was Julie. Julie was also shy, but very friendly. She obviously loved the color purple, because she had pretty purple glasses and purple streaks in her brown hair to match. She even had purple leopard-print jeans!

We played on the monkey bars for a while, and giggled as we went down the slides. Sometime after my fourth time down the bumpy-slide Jackson walked over to me.

"Do you wanna play tag with us?" He pointed to his friends, who were all talking and laughing together.

"I guess." I replied, a little uneasy. Might as well take a chance. "Tag you're it!" I started sprinting away.

"No fair!" I heard Jackson whine.

"Yes it is Jackson!" I turned my head around and peeked at him. He was slowly gaining on me.

"It's-" gasp "-not-" gasp "-Jackson." He reached his hand as far as it would go and poked my arm. "It's Jack!" He called over his shoulder. I laughed and ran after him.

Tell me if you think I should continue this.