A/N: My first fic...be nice and you all know I don't own mscl. And I finally edited this chap. So be happy! I put chap 1 and 2 together like I originally planned hella years ago. So we are down a chap! How sad
Angela POV: You know when you are going to have a bad day from the like moment you wake up. You look over to your alarm clock and you only have a few minutes to go off. You wait for like, ever, and it never goes off. Finally you just give up and turn it off before it does. You roll out of bed and you get that head rush of blurred vision and dizziness. You take two steps and you get that stomach ache beyond belief, but no amount of Tums will help because its one of those aches in the bottom of your stomach because of nerves or something. And to top it off it's the first day of school. The day you've been dreading because
1) You broke up with the hottest guy at school because he lied t you, again.
2) You realize you love your neighbor who acts like he doesn't love you back, but really he does
3) You haven't seen or talked to one of your best friends, she like, disappeared.
But like, you kinda have this unsettled feeling that maybe you were wrong and everything is going to turn out great. Tell me about...
"ANGELA!" Mrs. Chase yelled from the kitchen downstairs. "Get up, it's the first day of school. You remember that place you were at the last 9 months of your life?"
"Okay, I'll be down in a minute!" Angela yelled down to her mom. "Christ, never a moment in this house." She said quietly to herself.
Angela was lucky that she took a shower the night before or else she would have really been late. Her sister Danielle had it and with both of them taking a shower it never works. (You know what I mean if you have to girls in a family...) Angela dressed quickly into blue jeans and a red sweater, didn't even bother with breakfast, and brushed her hair and teeth. Right when she was grabbing her backpack off the living room couch the doorbell rang. She ran over and answered it.
There stood Brian Krakow. He wore one of his famous Brian out fits; nice button-down blue shirts tucked into brown slacks, which were secured with a belt. The only thing different about him was he finally decide he needed a hair cut and had cut it to a short enough length that his hair wasn't wild, but long enough to know it was curly. He smiled nervously. Angela raised her eyebrows.
"What do I owe the pleasure, Krakow?" Angela asked dryly, trying to act like she always had done when she hadn't liked him.
"Are you getting a ride to school?" He asked looking down at her.
"Yeah. Why?" Angela responded.
"Well, my dad's like car, it broke down. So I need a ride to school."
"Why don't you take the bus?" She asked.
Right on cue it drove by.
Looking over his shoulder, "Looks like I missed it..."
"Okay, let me see if we have room. MOM!" Angela yelled as she turned around.
"WHAT?" Her mother called from the bathroom upstairs. "And stop yelling so loud!"
"Okay, but do we have room in the car for Brian?!" Angela yelled a little quieter than the last time.
"Yes!"
"Yes Brian, you can hitch a ride with us," She said as she turned back to Brian. He smiled and walked into the Chase household.
Danielle came walking down the stairs. She saw Brian and her eyes popped out of her head and she turned bright red.
"Hi," Brian said unsurely with a small wave.
"Hi," Danielle gaped and then ran into the garage.
"Wow, she's perky this mourning," Angela mused.
"Okay," Brian said with a node. "So, how did geometry turn out?"
"Failed, taking it again."
"Oh."
Awkward silence.
"Okay, you kids...no wait, what was I thinking? You teenagers, ready to go?" asked Mrs. Chase.
"I guess," Angela shrugged.
Angela opened the front door and plopped in the front seat as Brian slid into the back seat next to Danielle.
"We meet again..." Brian said with a weak smile.
"Hi," Danielle said.
Awkward silence.
The car pulled out of the drive way.
Once at school Brian and Angela went their own ways. Angela went to her locker. Right as she opened it a voice called out from behind her.
"Angela," the voice called. She turned on her heels with a huge smile. She knew who it was.
"Ricky!" she said as she walked towards one of her best friends. They hugged and gave each other a kiss on the cheek.
"Well, how does it feel to be a junior?" Ricky asked.
"Tired," Angela said with a yawn.
"Yeah I know what you mean, I didn't sleep well either," Ricky said with a yawn.
"Watch out those things are contagious," another voice said from behind them.
"Rayanne?" Angela asked as she turned around. "How are you?" Angela asked her.
Last year there had been heavy turmoil between Rayanne and Angela. But with time and a few "I'm sorrys everything turned out, at least standable.
"Good, good. And you my little mermaid?" Rayanne implied The Little Mermaid since the main character had red hair like Angela's.
"Okay," Angela smiled.
"That's good. Ricky did you take Classical Arts?"
"No, do I look like the type that would?" Ricky asked.
"No I guess not. See you at lunch?" Rayanne said as she backpedaled into someone.
"As always," Angela said.
Once Rayanne was out of earshot Ricky turned to Angela. "Does she look like, to you, that she gained weight?" he asked.
"A little. What are you implying, Ricky?"
"Nothing yet. I didn't see her all summer."
"I didn't either," Angela said.
The bell rang. "Well, see you," Ricky said and kissed Angela on the cheek.
"Yeah, bye."
And they went their separate ways.
Okay! I finally put my original idea for this story together. Yay! Go CANDY!