Who the Crap Are YOU?
A/N: I don't own PJ&O… Unfortunately….
Leslie's POV:
"Leslie, wake up! It's the last day of school!", my mom yelled. I groaned, today was the last day of my freshman year. I was happy, I guess, except for the part about me barley passing. You see, I'm dyslexic, and ADHD. Meaning, I couldn't read well, and I couldn't sit still for longer than 5 minutes. It sucked. "Leslie, come ON!" my mom was getting impatient now. I got up and went to my closet, I pulled out my favorite Abercrombie and Fitch floral sundress. (Link on my profile) It was yellow and light blue, my favorite colors. I pulled it on and brushed my curly brown hair, then headed to the kitchen.
I lived in a small apartment with my stepdad, Steve, my mom and my younger half-sister, Lyndsey. Lyndsey looked exactly like Steve, curly red hair and deep brown eyes, while my mom said I looked like my dad, curly brown hair and blue eyes. I have never met my dad, but my mom says she might take me to meet him someday. I've always wondered what he was like. I scarfed down some toast, said bye to my mom, and walked down the hall to the neighboring apartment and rang the doorbell. I heard some footsteps on the other side as the door opened to show my best friend, Cori. Cori had been my best friend since we were in diapers. She had straight black hair with blue highlights and big dark brown eyes. Cori was one of the only girls I knew who could relate to me, she had never met her mom, and lived with her single dad. Her dad often told her that she was exactly like her mom, beautiful and charming. Cori smiled when she saw me and said, "Hey Les, come on in." I walked in and we made our way to her room. As soon as we got there I plopped down on her bed and demanded, "Work your magic!" Cori's face broke into a grin as she grabbed her makeup box and went to do what she loved most, you see Cori wants to own a salon doing hair and makeup, so I let her practice on me everyday. It saves me the cost of makeup, so I'm happy with it. She's really good actually, she can cover any zit, fix any bad hair day, and make your nail shine so much it looks like their underwater.
Anyways once Cori was done we walked out of her apartment and started walking to school. We walk because none of our parents have time to drive us, we're only 14 so we can't drive, and there isn't a bus system at St. James Christian Academy. As we made our way to school we talked about our End Of Course testing scores, Cori did only a little better than me, she was dyslexic and ADHD too, it was weird how much we had in common, ADHD, dyslexia, and only living with one biological parent. Once we were at school we went to our homeroom, Mr. Franklin, he was a strict balding man in his early 50s. Cori and I never figured it out, but there was something weird about him. I shrugged it off, my ADHD always acted up in homeroom, like I needed to defend myself.
Nothing special happened until after announcements, when Mr. Franklin lecture on how to have a safe summer, (SNORE!) and I accidently fell asleep. I was woken by Mr. Franklin staring at me a disapproving look in his eyes. I looked up at him and mumbled something about being sorry, then he spoke in a gravely voice, almost like a roar, "Your time has come, Leslie Burkin." I was confused, what time? Was I going to the principle's office? Mr. Franklin then started shaking, slowly turning into what looked like a… lion? But then the transformation stopped, he had the body of a lion with a spiky tail, and his normal head. I was too shocked to react until one of the spike things on his tail was shot at me. You would think my first instinct would be to run, but no! For some reason I wanted to stand up to this thing! I grabbed my book bag and started hitting Mr. Franklin with it, praying, "Please let me make it out of here alive!" Another spike flew from his tail, but this time it caught me in the shoulder. I immediately started feeling woozy, the spike must have poison in it.
At that point I thought I was going to die then and there. And then he came. All of a sudden this seriously hot guy crashed into the window, and drew his sword. The guy stabbed Mr. Franklin in the back and Mr. Franklin vanished into some gold dust. I saw Cori laying on the ground, her leg bleeding, she must have gotten hit with a spike. I groaned, and the hot guy looked at me. He had straight black hair and piercing green eyes. He walked over and held out his hand to help me up, I took it. He examined my shoulder and seemed to decide it was alright before saying, "Hey." That was weird, he had just stabbed, a monster thing, and all he says is "Hey"? I was in shock. I felt really obnoxious as soon as it came out off my mouth but I said, "Who the CRAP are you?"