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Sometimes in books and movies, high school is portrayed as wonderland and escape as well as the key to finding love and friendship. Other times it is exaggerated to be a hell-hole. I'm not sure really what to expect out of this semester. That's right, I'm a kid that's home-schooled.

And I'm scared out of my wits. Like a pinata that seriously does not stand a chance at a child's birthday party.

Wait, was I seriously comparing myself to a mass of colorful paper mache filled with candy?

Well, the filled with candy part was right... looking down at my belly, and flinching on the inside.

I wasn't exactly "large and in charge" it was more along the lines of "thick with a dick."

Woah, I seriously just thought that?

The first day of school nerves were obviously getting to me.

I mean, I didn't literally have a penis, obviously. I'm just a little pudgy, and will tell anyone off who doesn't like it.

I had a rather large rump and bust, being a C-cup. A pear shape, if you will.

Who came up with that anyways? Pears are disgusting. I like apples better. Preferably candied.

Obviously I don't help the fat stereotype, always thinking of food. I just like how I sort of referred to fat people as their own sort of species. Hehe.

Anyways, back on topic, today was my first day of school. I had done so much to prepare for this very day. A few days ago I had done some major shopping for clothes as well as school supplies. That's right, school shopping in December.

Unfortunately for me, I decided to start public school for the first time in about five years. Now I'm the new kid in the second semester, which was like a double-whammy! By that I mean that everyone has their friends and group.

Maybe someone remembered me from 5th grade? I doubted it. The day I talked Alexander into pulling me out of school was one I wouldn't forget. Although, I'm not exactly getting into that right now- I thought as I shook my head, gaining more awareness around my surroundings.

I calmly made my way to the bathroom across the hall and peed, all the while wondering why books never mentioned characters taking a deuce, or anything of that nature. I stared in the mirror, despite my squishy pear-body, I had a pretty face. Heart-shaped with green eyes and long eyelashes, on my lids was an interesting eyeshadow design to say the least. Green and orange and purple all thrown on one eyelid. It was different. I liked it. And I liked to think I didn't care if anyone liked or not. However, that last bit was not true. I secretly cared a lot.

My lips were thin, and held only a bit of gloss. My nails were painted mint, or seafoam green. I honestly couldn't tell the difference between the two.

My skin was fair and my hair was a messy red color that stopped just past my shoulders. If it wasn't obvious yet, I'm not like the Quileutes of my town in the least bit, everyone having dark skin and hair.

La Push was a town that you sort of had to learn to love. It was a bit like a black hole, the kind that once you got into, you won't be getting out anytime soon. And let me tell you, that's never fun. Thanks to La Push, I already lost a shoe in that black hole.

I glanced at the clock as I tugged on a jacket over my v-neck. My eyes bugged out of my head as I realized that I had to leave now, seeing it took ten minutes to walk to school. Shuddering at the thought of this being my first day of school. New people. Interaction with the beasts we all know as teenagers.

Rushing through the kitchen, I snagged a poptart, grabbed my bag, and was out the door before you could even say "colonoscopy." Just say it really, really, slowly.

As I lightly jogged to school, my shoe snagged on a bit of uneven sidewalk. I grunted as I tried to catch myself midfall. Success!

Wait, I totally posed like a superhero. Damn, I wish someone saw that, I totally looked like a bad-ass! Then, I realized something was wrong. No good, terribly, horribly, wrong. My poptart was a good yard away. Normally, the five second rule would apply here. But no, of course not, that would be too easy. It just had to land in a nasty puddle with other unknown contents. Like wolf pee or something. I saw the pastry was very soggy, and I'll be truthful here, I was tempted to hold a funeral for the poor thing... then it crossed my mind.

This had to be a bad omen. Run back home. Lock yourself in the bathroom and refuse to go to school.

Maybe I'd have to start a petition.

Or a march.

Or a hunger strike.

Who was I kidding, I would rather go to school than have it escalate that far.

Then, my fists clenched. I was determined to bulldoze through the day. Afterall, I was McKenna Eisley Marie. 16 year old girl wonder.

It was official, I was out of my mind. Now let's get this damned day over with.


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