*Katy's POV*

"Clyde! Katy!" I groaned, rolling over to get comfy again. "C'mon kids get up! First day of high school, you can't be late!" I heard the footsteps of my dad coming up the stairs. Well, I better get up or no allowance for me this week.

"I'm up. I'm up." I said before he could come in my room. I stretched, sitting up. I checked the time on my alarm clock, 7:23am. Oh. We won't be late after all. It barely takes 15 minutes to drive to school. My brother and I had our showers last night as well, so we actually have plenty of time. I threw the covers off of me and went down the stairs to get some breakfast. As I walked into the kitchen I noticed Clyde completely ready, eating blueberry pancakes.

"Kat? Why aren't you dressed? We leave in 10." My other dad complained. I gulped down my juice I was drinking. I looked at him wide eyed. "Yeah, hun it's almost 8 o'clock." Damnit my clock is messed up again! I bolted it back up the stairs to get dressed. I picked out my clothes and got ready as quick as possible. I brushed my teeth reminding my self to take a couple pancakes to eat at break. As soon as I was finished I picked up my backpack from beside my door and returned to my family.

"Remember to put your shoes on sis." Clyde said nudging me. I jabbed him in the ribs, lightly, with my elbow muttering a 'shut up' under my breath. He smirked running out to the car, "Shotgun!" I pulled on my sneakers and rushed out to the car. In a way I'm dreading school, I barely know anyone in this town since we just moved half way through the last year of middle school.

Well I might as well tell you a little about me since I'm only in the car. I'm Katy Anderson and in case you didn't catch it Clyde is my brother. My twin brother. We get along almost all the time but we argue like any other brother and sister would. And yes, I have two dads. They adopted Clyde and I shortly after they got married 10 years ago. We love them no matter what. We use to live in Cincinnati, Ohio but moved to Oregon shortly after being adopted. Anyway I want to be a hairdresser when I'm older, just because. I'm not keen on jobs that you need to have good grades for, it's not me.

"Have a good day, we wont be able to pick you up so we'll see you when we get home!" The car came to a halt. Clyde and I got out. Our dad who was sitting in the back moved to the front. They waved goodbye as they drove off. I turned to face the school and looked around the place. I noticed our only friend from middle school, Rocky, sitting on the stairs. He was sitting beside a lanky boy with short, dark hair. I grabbed Clyde by the arm dragging him over considering he hadn't spotted them.

"Hi Rocky, long time no see. Who's this?" I asked sitting beside him.

"Hey guys, this is Marty. Marty this is Clyde and Katy, my best friends from middle school." Told you. We all greeted each other. "Do you both want to come to my house after school?" Rocky asked smiling. I have to admit he is kinda cute with his dimples and beautiful brown eyes. He would never like a girl with braces and ratty shoulder length hair. Besides he's already got his eye on Susie Johnston.

"Uh, yeah sure we'll just have to call our dads from your house phone." Clyde answered with me nodding in agreement. Marty sniggered. We all looked at him for an explanation.

"You have gay dads?" I glared at him.

"What's it too yah?" He held up his hands in surrender as the first bell rang. We all got up and walked to the assembly hall to collect our schedules. I leaned into Clyde.

"If he's Rocky's friend and is going to hang with us more, he better not make jokes." I sneered.

"Oh, come on he barely made a little comment. What would you do anyway? Poke him with a pencil?" Clyde nudged me.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny Clydo." We laughed and went our separate ways to our new classes. I have English first, my least favorite.

~At Lunch~

"Rocky, does your friend Marty have a problem with my dads?" I asked worried. I do not want to be the school out cast just because of some arrogant ass.

"Well he says he doesn't support anything his dad doesn't like. I think Marty is just scared of his dad not being proud and loving him." I just nodded and dropped the subject. "So, make any new friends"

"No and yes. Susie Johnston spoke to me asking if I wanted to go to the mall with her later today. You?" I sighed, I'd rather not spend time with her.

"Really? You should invite her round to my house? It would be fun plus you'd be popular!" He was far to excited. I remember he came round to my house just to tell me how much he loved her and asked for advice. Like what the hell?

"Well, maybe I don't want to be popular Rock." I sighed and walked away leaving my lunch with him. I'm not hungry anymore.

"Hey, I saw you storm away there, are you okay?" Great, Susie fucking Johnston.

"I'm fine." I stated bluntly without stopping. I don't even know why this is bothering me. It's just some stupid crush, I'll get over it eventually, to be fair I'm only 14. Screw it I'm not going over to his tonight, Clyde can go himself. Why am I even still thinking about this? Wow... I have problems. Does this happen with every teenage girl?

"Katy? What's wrong?" Clyde stopped me mid step making me almost fall over.

"How do you know somethings wrong?"

"Your my twin, how could I not?" He chuckled. I smiled, this is all I need right now. I huffed and told him I was going home early and that I'd talk to him later. Instead of going straight home I went and got some pizza at a nearby place. I was sat at a booth beside a window and of course started to think again. Maybe I do want to be popular, maybe I want more people to like me and be my friends. I'm sick of being the only girl in my little friend group. I took my cell phone out and dialed the number I recently got this morning in English. I just hope to god nothing goes wrong with this.

"Hello? Susie..."