A/N: Hey people out there who are reading this. You, right there, yes. This is my first story, so I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. It will be a couple days and a couple chapters, so don't expect me to be done this one story in an hour.

Disclaimer: These characters are fictional, and any relation between them and a person living or deceased, is purely coincidental. This is my story and is based off a weird daydream, no shows or books. I do not own any rights to Lorde's songs or Shania Twain's.

The first thing I noticed this morning was that I smelled like dog, which puzzled my. I had taken a bath last night, hadn't I? The second thing that I noticed was that when I turned, my head hit a pillow. Why was a pillow so strong and standing up like that? And then I started wondering what was pinning my legs from the knee down. That would have been when I opened my eyes. The so called pillow was the back of a couch, and of all the possible things to be laying on my legs, my 125 pound German Shepherd had decided to come and sleep with me on a fairly small couch. In that second I remembered the events of last night. I had neglected to close a blind on one of our windows, so as I approached the uncovered window, I had noticed an unusual slushing sound and motion. Even just from looking outside, you could see that the water was about a foot deep, and rising. The only other things I remember is closing that blind, while screaming for my dad to go outside and save my dog, and then I ran outside, with my rubber boots and rain jacket, that had conveniently been left in a heap from the school day before. My poor puppy was drenched and shaking, so she was brought inside, toweled off in the bathtub, and was supposed to be in her cage, but she was whimpering so badly, that even when I was five feet from her, she wound start whining again. On a leap of full trust, I let her out of her cage and let her sleep with me. I stretched and grabbed my Kobo, a e-reader, but I mainly used it for it's internet powers. Logging onto my E-mail, I realised that I hadn't e-mailed my best friends last night, and they must have been worried sick, because I always E-mail them at night. As the page loaded, my girl woke up and yawned her big doggy-smile yawn. She nuzzled my hand and laid back down. After waiting for the page to load, I saw twenty-four e-mails from Hannah, and twenty-seven from Jenessa. They all where asking if I was okay, and if I wasn't flooded. I replied with the events of last night and sighed as my friends sent the same reply at the exact same time, well, I guess Hannah's was three milliseconds from Jenessa's. They had both asked if I was going to be able to get to school. I looked out the window beside the couch an d saw that the water level had risen, but a school bus would be able to drive through that, I hoped.

Half an hour later, I was waiting for some students to clear out so I could get to my locker. The bus had saved me from having to stay home from school, one of my worst nightmares. As I was waiting, I put my ear buds in and listened to Lorde and Shania Twain. When there was about three people in between me and my locker, I was ambushed by two, recognizable girls, all three of us tumbled to the ground, and my head hit someone's shoe. I looked up, and who did I see smiling down at me, but my friend and crush. Oh ya, and his best friend. His smile is so cute. His name is Teagan, and his friend's is Cody. I pulled out my ear buds and stuffed them into my pocket, as I laughed at the hilarious things my friends did over the weekend. I loved school Mondays, and they usually started like this, me on the ground, usually laying on someone's foot. There was no getting around it. It was this or get the silent treatment from my best friends for the rest of the week, so I'd rather get tackled than have to sit with the boys, and be asked repeatedly if I'm dating one of them. Now, with people ranging from grade seven to twelve, that's a lot of people asking. Anyways back to my current situation, I was laying on my friend/crush's foot, and laughing as my best friends struggled to gain their composure. Teagan looked down at me and asked "Hey Rachael. What's up? Monday ritual I see." This made me blush a violent shade of pink and I managed to squeak out, "same old, same old," before he grabbed my shoulders and hauled me up to my feet. I dusted my self off and smiled shyly, finally able to glare at my attackers, "I thought sending you back your fifty-one would help soften the blow of you quarter-back rushing me!" I exclaimed, trying my hardest not to start a laughing fit in front of my crush. "Well, we where happy to see that all of your cute cloths weren't drenched!" Hannah smirked, and if my blush could have gotten worse, I probably turned tomato red. I rolled my eyes at them and smiled, "Well, I didn't have to wear my brother's cloths, so it's all good," I joked as I opened my locker and put my bag into it. We, Jenessa, Cody, Hannah, Teagan and I rushed into class and made it to our seats in time to open our books and wait for morning announcements. Our seating order was; Hannah at the wall, to my right, Jenessa was on my left, Teagan was behind me and Cody was on Teagan's left. I started skimming through some of our math questions. Some where extremely easy 17-5+3= or (2x15)+(18-6}=, just orders of equation. I got through about five of them before the intercom buzzed to life. Our principal, Mr. Dory's old voice mumbled something about the lunch special and the upcoming meeting of the Football team, both girls and boys. The principal could have just said the three girls' names instead of calling them the team. After a couple other announcements, one especially caught my attention. The talent show was coming up, and the winners would win a trip for the whole group to represent the school at the Canada's got Talent Auditions. All schools who had entered would sent their best to compete against other schools in their province, and then against other provinces. I think that I had a brain moment the same time as my friends, because I get three notes passed to me in the span of ten second. One was from Hannah, the other was from Jenessa, and the last one was signed by both the boys, but it was Teagan's sloppy penmanship. I grinned and neatly spelt 'Band room, 12:05' and handed back all three notes. Today was going to be an awesome day. I could feel it.

A/N: Okay, so that is the first chapter! :) I hope you people like it. As they say, Read and review. Well, if you've gotten this far, you must have read something, so please review. If you didn't like it, tell me how I can change this.

~ AgilityBolt