Hey peoples. Hi! I'm Sonic-Flame. Yes, I'm new here, and this is my first fic, so please, no flaming. And sorry if there are any grammar mistakes or spelling ones, I did double check but…ya know.

So, be nice, review, and enjoy!

Chapter 1: Un-Fabby life.

I throw my bag down onto my desk in frustration.

Damn preppies. Damn Footballers. Damn school.

Why can't they all just back off me!

Break isn't over yet. Sadly I still have 4 hours and 10 minutes left of school. I know that because I count the hours, minute's seconds, till I'm free.

That's right. I'm not joking.

I, Blossom Utonium hate school!

I retrieve my phone from my bag as I huffily sit down at my desk. My desk is at the back of class. I was at the front but I got moved.

Apparently I 'just don't listen anymore'.

I type a text message out:

This is torture! Can't w8 2 get outta ere n talk 2 u properly. Will u b online when I get in? Hope so! xxx

I hope he gets it.

I slip my phone back into my pocket, take out a compact and check out my hair. Its still long, and red, by the way, and its still luxurious. It's down today, and half way down it kinks and curls, which looks cool.

I throw the compact back into my bag, then pull out a book. It's a hilarious book, called It's ok; I'm wearing really big knickers by Louise Rennison. She's an English writer, and she rocks. The humour brightens up my dull days.

I read until I spot some of the younger kids coming in, so I put the book back and head to my next class.

As I pass down the hall of lockers, I notice a gang of jocks are surrounding a bookworm as she tries to get into her locker.

With a roll of my eyes I push threw the group, grab her arm and pull her out.

"Thanks soo much Blossom! I'm soo grateful! I'm in your debt! Forever!" she cries, grovelling.

"Look, it was nothing, just, try not to pass this hall yeah?"

She nods and walks away.

I then turn the other way and prepare to take flight to my next class.

We aren't actually aloud to fly down the halls, but I always do it.

"Blossom Utonium! No flying down the halls! I've told you about that more then a hundred times! Stop it!" yells Miss. Boardman.

"Fine fine fine!" I mutter under my breath as I return to the ground.

The gang of goofy jocks begins to follow me down the hall to my next Science class.

Leave me alone, just leave me alone.

I can hear them snigger as I turn a hall, and sure enough they keep following.

I stop dead in my tracks, and as I do, the snickering stops.

I turn round and stare at them, a deadly glare on my face.

"What do you guys want from me?" I say slowly, through gritted teeth.

They shrug their shoulders and look at each other with mock innocence. "Nuffin."

"Right, then do me a favour. LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yell, shooting back round and stalking to my class.

I hear their shuffley footsteps as they resume to following me. grrrrr,

Just ignore them Bloss, just ignore them. They are nothing but a bunch of dick faces.

Just then, as I think I've lost them, a loud slapping sound echoes around the room.

Everyone looks at me and Billie Lee, the guy who has his hand millimetres away from my ass.

That's right, he slapped me. On the ass. Me.

My mouth goes into automatic o shape, and I shoot back round to him.

He shoots a finger at me.

"Call me."

Then, in fits of laughter, they turn round and walk to their class.

I growl to myself then resume to class.

I open the door, and everyone is looking up at me.

"Blossom Utonium. Nice to finally see you, you're late. I'll see you after school for a detention." The teacher says with a sinister smile.

I slump down at my desk.

See how great my life is?

Ok, kinda slow start, but that's it! Let me know what you think, and I might continue!

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