XoXBlackxRosesXoX: Okay, this is my first fanfiction, EVER! Well, solo anyway. I write this fanfiction with my friend, XXAerithXX, about us being friends with the Naruto characters and it has gotten up to 100,000+ words altogether wiht two parts. Anyway, back to this fanfiction. This is a story, I thought up of an idea of something everyone can relate to and possibly get into.
Please, enjoy and bare with my spelling, grammatical errors, and lack of descriptive words.

Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story, belong to me. Every single one of them. And, Kaitlyn is based entirely on me; including my name. I made the school and everyone in it.
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"DESTINY ANNE THROBIN!!" A female voice rang through the whole house. "WAKE YOUR ASS UP RIGHT NOW!!"

Destiny curled her petite body into a small ball and groaned. "I don't fucking want to go to school..." She mumbled. Her black hair was scattered all over her white pillow as she blinked her hazel eyes. She moaned and she covered her head with her blanket.

Foot steps were heard coming up steps. Then, a bouncy little sister with her hair in curly little pigtails jumped on her elder sister's bed. She smiled as she landed in the middle of Destiny's back.

"OWW!!" Destiny shouted.

"Mommy told me to jump on you until you woke up!!" Cindy announced, as she stood up; showing off her small pearly whites with her ear-to-ear smile.

Destiny removed the comforter from her head to look at her younger sibling. "Well, I'm up. Now, go play in traffic you little cu-" Cindy had interrupted her.

"MOM!!!" Yelled the pigtailed ball of energy. "Dessy told me to play in traffic! Can I?" She asked, sounding excited.

Destiny palmed her forehead. She mumbled something in french so her little sister had no chance of knowing what she had said.

Their mother slammed open Destiny's door. "No, you can't Cindy and Destiny... be nice to her."

"Can you guys get out of my room so I can get ready?" Destiny asked, sliding her hand down so her eyes could be seen.

Cindy jumped off the twin sized bed and walked out the door, unclipping a rather large white belt around her waist resting on her pink dress with white polka dots with blue jeans underneath.

Her mom just glared at her older daughter. "What's the magic word?" She asked.

"Now." Destiny replied, sitting up and crossed her arms.

"Y'know, you have to clean up that attitude of yours." Her mother slammed the door shut and stepped down the spiraling staircase.

Destiny rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Yeah, and you need to work on connecting and listening to your children. Bitch..." She mumbled, as she stepped out of bed and made her way to her dresser. She opened a drawer and pulled out a black spaghetti-strap tank top and then, a hot pink low cut over-shirt. Then, Destiny slipped the two shirts over her shoulders and onto her small body. Then, Destiny walked over to her MP3 on her travel dock and started playing, 'Reinventing Your Exit' by UnderOATH.

Then, another drawer opened and revealed dozens and dozens of pairs of blue jeans, skinny jeans, jeans with holes in the knees, and much much more. Destiny pulled out a pair of regular blue jeans that fit her nicely. Then, a little door on her bed was opened up and revealed were this girl kept her shoes. She had boots, skater shoes, converse, heels, walking shoes, and porbably any other type of shoe you could think of in there. She grabbed a pair of Casino flats and put them on her feet. She sat down and tapped her feet together for a while as a small smile came onto her lips. She stood herself up and walked to the bathroom to do her hair and make-up.

She combed her bangs to the right side of her face and pulled half of her hair into a ponytail on the crown of her head as the rest of her hair stayed down and flowed as she moved.

Destiny grabbed her eyeliner pencil and drew a thin line of dark under and above her eye. Then, she ran the mascara brush through her eyelashes. Once she was done, she looked at herself in the mirror. She had no idea how people thought she was pretty. She hated the way she looked. She grabbed her lips gloss and wiped the substance on lips.

She stomped out of the bathroom and grabbed her Jansport backpack and clairent.

Then, our seventeen year old walked out the door. "Bye mum. Bye Cindy." Was all she said before the door closed. She walked to her high school because it was only about a block or two away. She stood only at a measly 5'1" and the rest of her friends were at least a head taller than her.

She had finally reached her destination and saw the crowd of people standing in the way of the front steps.

Oh, the first day of school. Joy... especially if you go to Moonstone High.

XoXBlackxRosesXoX: Okay, if you're still here, thank you for reading. I'll try to put chapters up as much as I can. Please, review.