"My name is Katherine. Katherine Edwards, to be more precise. I go to the crappy Moorevile Senior High, which is like the typical high school you see in the movies, complete with horribly discriminated social cliques, the crappy, manipulative teachers, and the tight hallways. Oh, the tight hallways. How I hate them.

Only on the best days do you see a smile on my face. I hate this school more than I hate my own life, which is very much. My only dream I hold dear in my sweet, pathetic little life is that one day I will move out and become a very popular journalist for a big newspaper.

I also wanted to say that I love Derrick. I love him more than anything in this world, even more than this cold dank auditorium and you, my dear audience. I also love him more than my wake up Katherine... WAKE UP KATHERINE!!!"

I screamed. Out of my groggy eyes I could faintly make out the silhouette of my mom. "Katherine, you overslept again! Hurry, you're already 15 minutes late. And you need to stop yelling in your sleep. Geez, I bet you could do a better public speech in your sleep than you could awake by the way you were talking!"

I rolled my eyes, and shut the door behind her. Moms. How I despise them.

I grabbed my ugly and bland school uniform, it was all grey besides for a white shirt and black shoes. Grey pleated jacket. White collared shirt. Knee-length grey pencil skirt. Plain black loafers. It was pretty ugly, which is why as soon as I got home I threw it all on the floor and changed into more desirable clothes.

The last thing I did before I left my room was hug my Froslass plushie. It was so precious. I treated it like a real Pokemon, because Mom would never let me get one, let alone a Froslass. "I love you, Lunah." I whispered in her imaginary ear, before slamming my door shut and running out the front door.

"Katherine, you forgot to eat your breakfast!" my mom yelled behind me. However, I had already gotten on the bus. "I swear, that girl..." she said, shaking her head.

Once I got inside, I looked for someone to sit with. Then, I saw him. Mister Amazing, Prince Charming, my dream come true: Derrick. Smiling, I walked over to him. "Hey, Derrick!" I said, and sat down. "Hey. How's it going?"

"Oh, you know... Wake up late, mom yells at you... typical stuff."

He laughed. "That's nice."

We sat in silence for a few minutes. Finally, I decided to speak up.

"So, how's your band going?"

He smiled, and said "Eh, it's going alright I guess."

"That's good."

The rest of the 20-minute bus ride was spent in silence. Even though I would much rather be talking to him, I still enjoyed it. I don't know why I even do like this guy, it's just he's so sweet and has such a nice personality. He's also pretty cute-looking, with long, chin-length brown hair, slightly tanned skin, and the brightest blue eyes you could imagine.

Once I got inside, I went to my locker and got all of my books. First period I had English, and I really was not looking forward to going. I walked inside the classroom, and was greeted with faces I hated: first was Maggi, the preppy head cheerleader everyone either wanted to be, or wanted to screw. Then there were her two lackeys, Sally and Jessica. They were both blonde, curvy, and goregous. Really, I hated all three of them because they always teased me throughout my school life. Then, there was Matt. Matt was a freak, all he ever did was bother people. He constantly called eveybody a hobo, stabbed people with scissors, and told me once he wanted to screw me, and then for weeks after he stalked me everywhere I went, once even into the bathroom. Of course, he watched my every move I made on my way to the back of the room, and I couldn't help but feel goosebumps up and down my spine. And, the last of the faces I hated most was Whitney. She wasn't a cheerleader or anything, but my god was she rude. She also made fun of me, saying things like I still wet the bed, or that I've never had a boyfriend. Neither of them were true, but she knows how to make things like that hurt alot.

I sighed, and sat down. Nobody looked at me, which I didn't really care, but I still felt lonely. I only had about 2 or 3 friends in this building, and neither of them really considered me friends. I felt like some sort of toy: I was cool for about a month or so, but then you have to have something new, and I sit at the bottom of the toybox collecting dust until you eventually throw me away. It's a horrible feeling if you've never felt it before.

Then, the bell rang. My ugly hag of a teacher, Mrs. Bourbon, walked into the room and immediately started yelling at us. "YOU ALL DID HORRIBLE ON YOUR TEST LAST WEEK! I CANNOT BELIEVE ANY OF YOU ARE PASSING MY CLASS, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING HOW EASY THAT TEST WAS! Now, all next week we are going to spend identifying PREPOSITIONS!!!" I groaned. One of the easiest things about grammar, and my whole entire class failed it. I sighed, knowing that this class would continue to bore me for the rest of the week yet again.

While Mrs. Bourbon yelled, and made sure everybody knew what a preposition was, I decided to occupy myself with daydreams. I decided I was a Froslass, living in the very far away Snowpoint City. Snow was falling all around me, and I was going for a swim in the chilling waters of Lake Acuity, just for the heck of it. I slowly stop hovering, and lower my hollowed body into the body of half-frozen water. I feel the tingling sensation that the water brings, and then I just let myself fall in. I sigh, just letting my body float, and then...

"MISS EDWARDS! DID YOU HEAR ME???" Mrs. Bourbon screams at me. I snap out of my dream, and say "Yes! The preposition is by the curb!" She smiles at me, and says "Well done."

The rest of the day goes by slow, until lunch. Now lunch, it's an entirely different story...

I walk outside, and find a picnic table to sit at. Derrick is sitting with all of his friends, so I avoid him, and none of my friends have the same lunch period I do, so I usually end up sitting alone. I find a nice table, partially in the shade, and sit down. I pull my sandwich out of my lunchbox, and start eating.

I wish I was a Pokemon... I think to myself.

Out of nowhere, a girl screams. Then, all of the kids sitting outside scream as well. I notice that there's a huge burlap sack sitting in the middle of a road by a huge electrical van, and it's slightly moving. I start to hyperventilate, paranoia setting in. "Oh my god, what's happening?" I yell. Nobody answers, more than likely because everybody is running towards the doors, not paying me any attention. Then, all of the sudden I can't see anything. It's all pitch black, and I can hardly breathe. I then realize I'm getting shoved into a burlap sack as well. "SOMEBODY!!! HELP!"

And that is where all hell breaks loose.

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