Ok so I re-did this fanfic after i thought it over. I hope you like this version better.

"April! Pay attention please!"

I rolled my eyes, Like that'll happen, I thought. So I sat up straighter in my chair and stared at the board while the haggard teacher, Mrs. Slaughter, wrote an equation.

"April!" She called on me with her scratchy voice, "Could you tell the class how to solve negative 3 over six minus 5 over 2?" Now me and Mrs. Slaughter have never seen eye to eye (in other words she hated me) so im sure she called on me on purpose.

I stared at her blankly and decided to make an excuse, "Uh, Mrs. Slaughter may I move up to see the board? I'm dyslexic so…" Mrs. Slaughter rolled her eyes like that was some huge hassle then nodded. I went up to the board. I heard kids behind me take big long sighs like OH gosh April's to the board again! Might as well take a nap! I ignored them and began to write something. I stepped back from the board. My classmates exploded with laughter. My face went hot from embarrassment. I looked at the board. In big bold red letter under the problem it read "IDK". So what! I'm bad at Math! And Science. And Reading. And English.

Mrs. Slaughter silenced the class and waved me back to my seat glaring at me with every step I took. I sat down in my chair right by the teachers desk which was reserved for the badest of the bad kids. Something thumped me on my back. Holly againI thought. She tapped me on the back frantically.

"Weirdo", I muttered. She must have heard me because then she whacked me real hard on the back of the head. When I didn't look back, I heard Holly sit back in her chair and grumble. GoodI thought when she gave up. Ever since the first grade when weirdo Holly Gram arrived, she bothered me to thoughts of murder. She was twitchy and always nervous like something was going to eat her. She was super small and skinny with messy brown hair almost always pulled back. Every where I went Holly followed. Lately I've been ignoring her and trying to pretend like I didn't care but man that girl's persistent!

Finally, Mrs. Slaughter assigned 5 probably unnecessary homework papers then the bell rang. Holly followed me to my locker which was conveniently located right outside Math class. Gym was next so I got my clothes and slammed my locker very fiercely hoping to scare of Holly but like a bad cold, she stayed. Well, duh! I told my self she has Gym too! I angrily trudged to class while Holly tried to get my attention…tried.

"April! April! April! APRIL!" I whipped around fist up. Holly backed off. Finally! I shouted in my head. I changed in silence in the locker rooms, Holly keeping a close but manageable distance. Ms. Jones the gym teacher was calling out groups as I came back up from the locker room.

Then she called mine, "April McThane, Dalton Ary, Adam Cain, and Chris Roberts." What was she thinking?!?! I said to myself. Adam Chris and Dalton were OK separated like she usually puts them but together? That's crazy! The boys chest-bumped each other and belched a couple times. The last groups were called and Ms. Jones assembled beside the door leading outside.

"OK class we are going outside today to learn archery!" everyone cheered. Anything was better then our last topic: ball room dancing. She opened the door and we filtered through. Cedarville School held kindergarten through 12th grade in one building though the school wasn't very big. The archery range was in a small clearing behind the INDIAN PRIDE sign in front of the football field. There were 7 targets backing up against some trees. I was at target 7 the farthest away where the boys can pick on my without getting in trouble. We picked up our bucket of arrows and headed out. I could overhear Holly pleading with Ms. Jones to be in my group. Good thing she said no. I'd take obnoxious show-offs any day.

My grouped lined up. I sneaked to the back hoping the guys would just leave me alone. Of course they didnt

Adam poked me in the back of the head, "Hey April seen any monsters lately?" They chuckled like it was funny.

"Can't you just forget that and move on?" I retaliated starting to really get annoyed

Adam rolled his eyes and went back to his buddies who were laughing like he just told the funniest joke in the world. Your probably wondering what they're talking about. Well, about 2 years ago I was playing on the play ground with my friends (yes back then I had friends) and suddenly I heard a loud bellow from up above. Looked up and right over my head was a dragon breathing fire in the sky staring straight at me. Yes a dragon. I screamed in panic and ran desperately for a teacher. But when I looked back the reptile was gone. Everybody looked at me like I was crazy. I was put in counseling classes for my outburst and they blamed them on my ADHD. All my friends thought I was loony so they abandoned me but when I thought that was the end I was so wrong. Almost every month something strange like that happened. Weird things followed me. I didn't do looking for them. I'd been odd incident free for a couple months now so I thought they were over and it was all in my head. But I was dead wrong of course.

Before Adam and his cronies could bully more, Ms. Jones came over and gave us our bows. As soon as the cold plastic touched my skin a surge of energy went through me like an electric shock. I smiled in satisfaction. I steadied the bow and slung an arrow to test the weight. Perfect. Adam pushed me to the back of the line. Chris shot the arrow and it landed just behind the target. Dalton strung his arrow wrong so it landed in another group's target. Adam's arrow landed very close to the center. His family was real into hunting so I was sure he had a lot of practice He high-fived his buddies then got in the back of the line.

"Beat that," he whispered as he went back. I took a deep breath and squared up to the target. I strung my arrow onto the bow. I aimed then fired. The arrow flew gracefully through the air. It landed right in the center of the target.

Bull's eye.

All the kids stared in disbelief. Ms. Jones waltzed on over.

"Hey April. Wow your good! Do you practice?"

I shook my head "I don't even own a bow."

Ms. Jones stared at me in disbelief, Uh huh, alright, sure." She probably just thought I was lying to show off which was completely untrue. I don't have anyone to impress.

Ms. Jones called to the class to pick up their arrows and then get back in line. Our group went out into the field to pick up the arrows. I ripped mine out of the target, getting Styrofoam everywhere. I turned and Adam was standing there. I ducked out from under him but he followed me.

"You know its just beginner's luck," He snarled menacingly.

Somewhere I found the confidence to stand up to him, Well its obviously more than that Mr.r I shot a buck with a crossbow from 100 feet away yesterday.

Adam frowned, "OK pipsqueak. If you think your better than me why don't you get another bull's eye?

I smirked oh I know im better than you

We'll see he growled.

We lined up me first. I did the same thing as last time. Deep breath then ZING! The arrow flew and then hit dead center in the big target. I smiled cockily at Adam. His dark brown eyes were touched with anger.

Suck it I whispered

He shook his head and pushed me to the back of the line. Ms. Jones was staring at me again with wowed eyes. So was every other kid. I shied away in embarrassment. I saw Holly come up running tripping over lose bows. Her perpetual limp was giving her a hard time.

April! Where did you learn to do that?" she exclaimed, awed.

"I don't know" I mumbled "it just came naturally." Holly gasped, her big brown eyes widening till I thought they would touch the sky. She was about to say something when Ms. Jones spotted her. She hobbled back to her group and strung her arrows clumsily.

I got to shoot 3 more times, and all 3 times I got bull's eyes. Kids were complimenting me on our way back into school. News spreads pretty fast in 7th grade so pretty soon every kid was staring and whispering about me. I felt pretty cool.

Holly followed me into the school (like always). She grabbed me arm and pulled me into the near by bathroom.

"April!" she whispered frantically, "Someone is on to us!"

I stared at her confused, "Whoa, whoa what? On to what?"

Holly nodded so fiercely that her messy bun almost feel out, " On to-" But the bell cut her off. I ripped from her grip and ran to my locker. I swore under my breath. It was Tuesday, Reading Day for Required Study Hall. I trudged to class avoiding the beaming gaze of Mrs. Slaughter as I entered her room for study hall. I sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. Holly isn't in this class.

Mrs. Slaughter shut the door and called to the class, "Kids, please pull out your books and start reading. Anyone with out a book will get and automatic detention and be sent to the hall"

Oh snap, I thought. I turned to the girl behind me and asked if I could borrow a book. She handed me Watership Down. I groaned as I looked at the first page. The print was minuscule. It killed my dyslexic eyes.

The next thing I know, Mrs. Slaughter was leaning over me. "So, April, how is the book?"

"G-g-good Mrs. Slaughter." That wasn't a lie. I read the reviews on the back.

She didn't buy it. "So what's it about?"

"Uh…uh…." but I couldn't lie. I've never really lied before. And if I did, I'm not very good at it.

Mrs. Slaughter frowned and pointed her finger to the door "Out" she hissed.

I stood and trudged out into the hallway. I was use to the hallway punishment by now and occupied my time by making paper footballs. I was in the hallway for a good 10 minutes before I saw it. At first i thought i was going daffy, like it was another one of those crazy mythical creatures that attack me on a monthly bases. But this was different. Standing at the end of the hallway was a huge, white wolf, its beady yet intelligent eyes glaring right at me.