My first fanfiction! Please enjoy!

Chapter 1: Mary

"Let me out guys! Come on, please!" I shouted as I banged on the door. I could hear Bianca and Breah snickering on the other side. "It's not funny!" I shouted. Bianca opened the door and glared at me. She threw in a whole basket of clothes and flashed her trademark evil grin.

I was so tempted to roll my eyes. "While your hanging out in the laundry room," Bianca started and Breah interrupted to taunt me, "Yeah, nerd," Bianca hit her hard. "Hello, my turn to taunt? Anyway, wash that will you?" I pushed the clothes away and ran to the door. Bianca smirked and slammed the door in my face.

I turned to see the clock. Ugh, it was going to be another two hours until they would let me out to make dinner.

"There will be no dinner for you tonight, Mary," Dominique said as she chewed nosily on her food. "Wait, what?" I asked as I froze midway through filling her glass.

"You heard me. I didn't adopt you so that you could go slacking off in the laundry room all day. Now scat, you're taking all my fresh air," Dominique waved her hand in the air and turned her attention to Bianca and Breah, who were in the middle of pulling out each others' hair. I hurried away and into the kitchen, feeling tears of fury prick at my eyes.

I was so sick of this! I was still Dominique's stepdaughter wasn't I? I threw the water into the sink angrily and wiped furiously at my eyes. She wasn't worth the tears. My stomach grumbled and I clutched at it miserably. I had gastritis and Dominique knew— that's why she asked me to skip dinner.

"I miss you dad," I whispered. I heard Dominique laugh from the other room and Breah squeal, "Oh my god! Connect Three is coming here! To our school!" Connect 3? Weren't they the super popular boy band?

I rolled my eyes. It didn't concern me anyway; I just wanted to focus on staying alive while Dominique was here. I untied my apron and left the house, trudging across the newly cut grass—Dominique made me mow it this morning—to my room.

Actually, it was a garden shed. Dominique decided I wasn't good enough to sleep in the same house so she planted me there. At that time it was totally empty and full of spiderwebs and… large, extremely big spiders.

I opened the door and stepped inside. It had been a year since I moved in here. Thank god for Mitchie. She had been my best friend for forever, and she was the first person to see that Dominique was no good, the minute my dad brought her home from his first date. Mitchie was sleeping over and she told me that judging from the way Dominique looked at me, she was pure evil.

When I told Mitchie I was kicked out of my room, (which was currently the twins' workout room) she was so angry she said she was going to call the police. Of course, I told her not to but asked her if she could lend me some paint. So she came over, and Mitchie, being extremely brave, cleaned out all the spider related stuff and helped me paint my room.

She got her parents to bring out white curtains and a bedside table for me. Dominique was human enough to give me a bed so I already had that. And the rest of the room was filled up with my old stuff when dad was still around.

Plus, my laptop that Mitchie secretly got me for last Christmas. I plopped down on my bed and sighed, ignoring the rumbling from my stomach. I looked at my bedside table and saw eleven library books stacked up with a pink fluorescent note taped to the top book.

Return these tomorrow, on your own.

"Ugh!" I groaned. The buzzer in my room rang. "Time for my foot massage, Mary," Dominique called. I took my pillow and covered my face. Tomorrow was going to be another long day.

So how was it? I know it's boring but it gets more exciting!

Preview of next chapt:

"Ouch!" I shouted and looked up to see who had run into me. And a freckled face clouded with brown hair and hazel eyes stared back into my eyes. I felt a jolt of electricity shock through me. I wondered if he felt it too.