Melissa's Adventures
Chapter 1
Ok, let me just tell you that I am a teenage blue-green-eyed girl with some big problems, extra emphasis on the 'big'. Have you ever heard of Dyslexia? Or ADHD? Well, those are only TWO of my problems. I can't think straight, read right, or sit still, on land. In water, for some reason, I can do every single one of those things perfectly. Weird, huh? But, too bad that there's no underwater schools, or else I'd be smarter than Einstein. The thing is, when I get out of the water, I can't remember what it was that I was thinking about. My friends think I'm trying to brag, but I CAN'T! I'm no good at those kinds of things. All I can do well is sword-fight on my Wii Sports Resort game. I got that for Christmas last year, along with some art supplies and a watch. The watch is blue and can stay waterproof up to 20 meters! Oh, oops. Sorry. I can't stay focused on one particular thing. Stupid ADHD. That's what it does to you. Well, since I want to talk more (again with the ADHD), I'll talk about my friends, Madison, Vidhi, Kati, Anasofia, Bailey, and my frienemy (friend/enemy- it's SO cool how they mixed up those two words! It's like friendenemy, but FRIENEMY. I love words, even though I can't read them right) Meena. Madison is like this nerd/geek/overly-obsessive person, who can't get enough of one thing that she likes. Vidhi is a random (when I say random, I mean really, REALLY random) girl from India who is like my sister. Kati is a cheerleader with a pretty face and a cutesy personality. Anasofia and Bailey are Star Wars geeks like me, because, well, Star Wars is awesome. Meena, uh, well, Meena, umm (sorry it's hard to think of things that describe her without saying things like "evil", so I'll just say evil). And last but WAY not least, my mom, who has been taking care of everything in my life and hers for the past 12 years. She had to deal with the fact that my dad left us when I was about 8 months old. He didn't even say where he was going. What a jerk, despite that mom said he was an amazing dad (for like 8 months, then "boom" no more dad). Mom says I have his nose and eyes, so he has a pointed ski-jump nose with blue eyes that change color now and then. I'm getting off topic again, aren't I? Yeah, I do that a lot. Well, when I was about 4, my mom took me to go see "Dad". We went to this museum, for some reason, with Greek gods and goddesses. She pointed to this statue of this guy with a stick or something in his hand. I never really understood who he was, nor will I ever, because Mom says "That part of your life is over." So now, I will never know who my dad is. Or will I?
Chapter 2
When I dream, I see rushing waves and oceans. I've told my friends, but they don't understand it. It feels like a message, overflowing in my head. And this is coming from me, but I think I'm related to this guy named Percy Jackson, who came to this school about a year ago. It's just a theory. His eyes are just like mine, and his hair is like black and straight like mine also. He even said that his dad left him when he was a few months old, and he loved the water. But, he left this school because of this teacher named Mrs. Dobbs. And, MY language arts teacher hates ME, too. Even though it sounds crazy, I believe that it's more than a coincidence. I'm gonna turn twelve soon, so I'm secretly hoping that when I do, my language arts teacher, Mr. Haurlaur, will call me out of the room and then get fired. That's about the time that I'm supposed to be expelled. Hey, I can dream. All I want is to leave this school. Forever. Is that too much to ask?