I got woken up by my alarm clock, and then rolled off of my bed, and landed on the floor with a big thud. I got up, and went to my dresser. I picked out white skinny jeans, and a black t-shirt, and pink converse. I went downstairs, and made myslef some microwavable pancakes, and then put them on a paper towel. Grant slid down the banister, and fell off backwards, and landed on the small table, and it broke. I laughed so hard, my stomach hurt. My mom came out, and just shook her head. "Grant, when will you learn that you don't know how to slide down a banister? How many bruises does that make now? 5?" I laughed even harder at that, and Grant rubbed his back in embarrasment. He just went into the pantry and grabbed a poptart, and walked out of the door, going to his car. "Grant Joel Morgan, come here right now!" Grant came sulking back, and hugged mom, and then went back to his car. I sighed, and then hugged mom, and kissed her on the cheek. "Have a good day at school Cammie." I smiled at my mom, and then said, "I will. Bye!". "Bye!" I ran out to the BMW, and was about to close the door, when mom came out running to it. "Oh, Grant, don't kill you and your sister while you're driving." I laughed, and she laughed too. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, no. Bye mom." He started the engine. Mom was suddenly serious. "I'm not kidding." He shuddered, and then I closed the door. I rolled the car window down. "Bye mom!" She waved back at me, and then Grant pulled out of the driveway, and started down the street.
I couldn't believe it, my first day of being a sophomore! I stepped out of Grant's BMW, and took in the sight of the huge school that I would be attending everyday. Well, not when I was sick, technically speaking. Grant locked the car, and then walked around the car and stood next to me. "Pretty big place they got here." I just nodded in response. "You must be so glade that you have your older brother here with you." I rolled my eyes at him. "You wish! And you're only older than me by 1 minute." We started walking up to the school. "So?" "So, you need to stop saying you're older than me because it gets on my nerves." I retorted. Grant shook his head at me, but didn't say anything more. Once we got inside the building, I started to separate from Grant, because I knew what was going to happen. Everyone was going to rush up to Grant, and push and shove me, and then eventually someone would push me onto the ground, and I would get trampled. I'd be on the ground and no one would even notice the crippled girl lying on the floor. So I'd get up, go to the nurse, and turn out to have a bruised rib. It's happened too many times.
So, I'm just going to start making my exit now. I started fast walking away from Grant, and then when I got around the corner, I relaxed. I patted myself on the back for thinking up that plan, even though it was really small. Instead, I should've slapped myself in the face, because right when I patted my back, someone tackled me, hard, and I was crippled girl once again. I'm so stupid. The guy who knocked me over stopped, and looked at me with huge eyes. "Dude, I'm like, so sorry! I didn't see you!" Of course you didn't. He held out his hand, and I took it, getting up slowly. I brushed myself off, and looked at the guy. He had flaming red hair, beaming dark brown eyes, a strong build, and was 6 foot. He had his hair slightly spiked up in the front. "Don't worry. It happens alot." I said to him, and then smiled. He exhaled a deep breath that he must have been holding, his once wild huge eyes were now back to normal, and then smiled too. "You're new here, right?" he asked me. I looked at him astonishingly. "How'd you know?" His eyebrows shot up, and he looked at me like I said that I was a hoboe. "Uh, I've never seen you here before." I blushed, realizing that that was a stupid question. He laughed. "Sorry. When I'm at a new school, I get a little stupid for a while." "It wasn't stupid. If I were in your shoes, I would've asked the same question so, you're cool."
I wiped the back of my hand across my forehead, like I was wiping off sweat and said, "phew!", and he laughed. "Oh, and by the way, I'm Zedekiah." Now that is a cool name. I wish I was named something that cool! Something more cooler than, I don't know... Cammie. "I'm Cammie. Well, I gotta go to the office to get my info, so I guess I'll see you." I gave him one last smile, and then turned around, and walked around the corner. I then heard a faint "That's not the way to the office.", and then I turned back around, and went around the corner again, and went to the left. "That's not the right way either.", and then, I just stopped in front of him, and sighed. "Follow me." He simply said, with an amused look on his face. He took me down one corridor, then another, and then we went outside, and into another building, which I'm guessing is where the office was. We went into some doors, and then we went up to a desk, where a lady with strawberry curls, and looked like she was somewere in her 30's. "Hi Mrs. Donnely. This is Cammie Morgan, and she needs her lock combination and her class schedule." Instantly, she handed Zedekiah the info, and he handed it to me. I walked out, and then he came out. "Is there a school guide in this thing?" Zedekiah shook his head. "Nope." "Well, we need to go back to the office and get one, cause I'd get lost in an instant without it!" "No you don't, and no you won't. I'll be your guide."
"That's great and all, but what we don't have the same classes together?" "Here, let me see your schedule." I oppened up the envelope, and fished out my schedule, and handed it to him. He scanned it, and then handed it back to me. "Well, you don't have to worry about that, cause we have all of the same classes." Wow. That's cool. "Cool! So, off to the lockers now, then Math, right?" Zedekiah smiled. "Yeah, I'll show you were it's at. Guess we're going to be locker buddies. Let's go." We walked back to the main part of the school, and headed down one hallway. "Hey Zedekiah?" Zedekiah looked at me. as we walked. "Can I call you Kiah?" He chuckled. "What, is 'Zedekiah' too much of a mouthful?" I shook my head. "No, I just think that Kiah suits you better." He cocked his head to the side, thinking about the name. "Okay, you can call me Kiah." "Cool." Okay, I need to stop saying cool. Like, seriously.
When we got to Math, I sat in the second row from the back, and Kiah sat on my left. On my left, a beautiful girl with perfect blonde hair, and electric blue eyes. She was looking at herself from all angles in her compact mirror. She must have saw me looking at her in her mirror, because she closed her compact mirror and looked at me. I smiled at her. She just looked at me like I was trash, and rolled her eyes. The nerve! Oh well. Everyone isn't sugar and spice and everything nice. I should know that. Now, back to math. "Cammie, take out a piece of paper and a pencil." I looked at him quizzically, but he just motioned for me to do what he said, so I did.
"Morning class! You're in math right now. If you don't have pencil and paper ready right now, detention. Now." Thank God for Kiah! 3 kids gathered their stuff, and headed out of the door, down the hall of shame. I gave Kiah a side glance and mouthed, "Thanks!". He smirked and then mouthed, "No problem". Math was straight up boring. Okay, all of the classes on the first day are boring. To me, anyway. If they're like, so completely awesome and exciting to you guys, that's great. Mr. Origami smells like tobacco, he's ugly, and he just creeps me out. I don't like looking him in the eyes, so I just look at his forehead when I have to talk to him. When math was over, I gathered up my stuff and made my way towards the door. I stopped momentarily to ask Kiah something. "Hey Kiah, you got anything to drink? My throat is killing me!" Kiah went into his back pack, and handed me a Coca Cola. He got a Sprite for himself. "Thanks." I oppened it, and took a swig. I proceded to advance out the door, when the stupid blonde girl came out of nowhere and just shoved me out of the way! "Move loser." Oh, and for all of you blondes out there, you guys aren't stupid. Just her.
Half of the Coke spilled all over my black shirt. "You retard! Watch were you're going! God!" I said to her retreating form. She turned around quickly and glared at me. "What did you say, loser?" I rolled my eyes, and took another swig of my coke. "I don't think I studdered. I said, retard, watch where you are going." She took 2 long strides up to me, and got all in my face. "You'd better watch who you're talking to, bitch." then she walked off. Whatever. Kiah walked up to me, clapping. "Nice! You just told off the most popular girl in the school!" I smiled triumphantly. "It's a good thing you're wearing a black shirt, too." I nodded in agreement, then checked the damage again. It was noticable, but not that much. "Let's just get to our next class." I said to Kiah, and that's exactly what we did. "You'd better be glad that her boyfriend wasn't there with her. He would've messed you up good." I scoffed. "If he did, I would've sued him for a lot. I always have wanted to be a lawyer you know."
When we got to our next class, I sat in the far back, in the corner of the room, so I could sleep. When disaster strikes, I love to go to sleep, wherever I am. So, I just folded my arms, and rested my head in them on the desk, and fell into a dreamy, cozy sleep.
DING! DONG!
There goes the bell. I got up, and walked out of the room with Kiah. We stopped in front of the bathroom. "Uh, Kiah, why are we at the bathroom?" Kiah looked at me, and then shuddered. "Go see for yourself." So, I went into the bathroom and checked the mirror. I had a huge puddle of spit on my right cheek. Once again, thank God for Kiah. I washed the spit off of my cheek, and walked out of the bathroom. Kiah was standing outside of the bathroom. I walked up to him. "Hey Cammie, you think you can find your way to class? I gotta go to the office for something." No. "Sure. See ya." "Bye Cam." He turned, and jogged away. Okay, so I have 2 minutes to use my awesome navigational skills to get to class, so I started running. And then I ran into someone and fell straight on my butt. I picked myself up off of the floor, and looked at the person I bumped into. It was a kid with dark brown hair, strikingly fierce eyes, and a very strong build, and 6 foot 3. Probably the quarterback on the football team. Probably stupid blonde's boyfriend. Oh. Crap. "Did you call my girlfriend a retard?" I shrugged. "So what if I did?" I wasn't scared. Odd. Wait, no, it's probably just part off the normal mood swings from my monthly period. Gosh, I so love it right now.
"I want you to apologize to her, and swear to me that you'll never call her that again." I looked at him like he was crazy. "Ooh, sorry, I'm not a big fan for apologizing and swearing to not do something that I have to do." I hope that made more sense to him than it did to me. "Well, you'd better become one pretty quick. Swear. Now." "No!" He grabbed my arm, tight. I held up my right arm and lifted three fingers, like those boy scouts do when they're being sworn in. "I, Cameron Ann Morgan, swear to never call stupid blonde-" "Denise." "Denise, a retard ever again." He let go, and I rotated my left arm, trying to get the hurt to wear off. "Now go to class." I walked past him, and then yelled, "Ever again in the next five minutes!" and ran.
I finally found the class I was supposed to be in, only to be sent to detention for being 10 minutes late. As I sat in the back row of the deserted detention hall, I made a mental list of today's accomplishments so far.
1. I made my first friend at this school, Zedekiah. Kiah for short.
2. I managed to tell off the most popular girl in the school.
3. I met and got assaulted by her boyfriend.
4. I made 2 new enemies.
5. I got my first ever detention.
That's just awesome, isn't it?
Just kidding. It's not awesome at all. In fact, it really sucks.
Well, besides the Kiah part. That definetally doesn't suck.