What am I suppose to say here? 'cause everyone knows I don't own the movie. Because if I did then there would be a more Guardians...I know theres more of 'em out there...

~Hazel

Alexis could never pick her favorite season. When it was Summer, she wanted Winter. When it was Winter, she wanted Summer. Fall and Spring was no better either. Spring was all right,but there was too many bees. Fall was good,but guess who gets stuck raking the leaves, eh? She could never pick a favorite season.

Alexis sat in class, all her recent energy drained from her attitude. It was Friday, and all Friday's should be thrilling and fun, right? Her teacher, Mr. Colts, didn't think so. He always had a way of ruining Friday. Today he chose to make the class do a worksheet on the planets and ,as usual, she was the first one to finish and bring her paper to the front of the class. Now she just sat ,boredly, in her seat.

"Psst...Alex." Someone from beside her whispered her name and she turned to look at the person.

"What?" She growled to the person beside her, a fifteen year old girl with long brown hair and emerald green eyes. She didn't like the girl, known as Cindy. She was so much of a drama queen and secretly she envied her beautiful appearance. Alexis just had short scraggily black hair, which she kept in place with a red headband, and big brown eyes. She was only fourteen year old, a year younger than her peers and her skin wasn't as flawless as Cindy's, her face had freckles on them.

"Whats number 31?" Cindy asked, looking up at the teacher quickly then looking back at Alexis.

"Um...Whats the problem?"

"Whats the name of the planet that lays on its side?"

Cindy may be pretty,but she was no professor. She was completely brainless.

"Uranus!" Alexis hissed, a little bit too loud than she had wanted it to be.

"Ms. Reeda, please say after class." Mr. Colts said bluntly from his desk, not even taking the time to look up at him. Alexis immediantly looked away from Cindy and stared at the teacher with her mouth open. It was bad enough he always embarressed her in front of the class,but now he was telling her to stay after class? This was the last hour of the day!

She groaned and looked over towards the window she was sitiing next to. It wasn't snowing yet, even though it was November. She had suspected the ground to be full of snow by now,but it wasn't. Alexis sighed and pressed her head against the desk, slowly falling to sleep.

She was wrenched awake as two hands touched her shoulder lightly. Her head flew up and her eyes were wide open, confusion swirling in them. It took her a few moment to realize that she was still in the classroom. Mr. Colts was standing beside her, staring down at her with a blank stare. The classroom was empty, meaning that everyone had already went home and she had missed the bus. Dangit! I got to walk home!

She lived about 10 blocks or so from the school. Alexis looked at him and smiled "Yeeessss?" she hissed. Mr. Colts coughed "You can go home, now." he said rudely. Alexis sighed and lifted herself out of her chair. She made her way out the door,but paused to look at her teacher. He was glaring at her as she slipped out the doorway.

Alexis made her way out the school, with her black hoodie and her red and orange backpack. She pulled the hood over her face and slowly made her descent home. She always hated walking home, she didn't like the neighborhood she lived in. There was usually boys stroling the streets, picking unlucky victims to pick on. She was hoping that today was not the day.

Suddenly a harsh wind blew against her face and she was forced to lower her head to block the wind from whipping against her face,but instead of dying down it just continued to blow fiercly. She hissed and looked up to try and see her surroundings,but instead saw the figure of a boy in a tree.

She paused for a moment, looking towards him,but then it was gone.

I'm just seeing thngs...

She shook her head and continued walking,but she could not surpress the feeling of beeing watched. She stopped, looking behind her to see if anybody had followed her. She saw nothing.

Alexis snorted against her paranoid thoughts and continued to walk, persistant to get herself home and out of this furious wind. Even though she was fueled by determination, her legs were starting to ache from walking 5 blocks without a rest. She wasn't a person to enjoy walking,but she hated running even more. She had a C- in gym. Her friends said it wasn't so bad, but her parents thought otherwise.

Alexis stopped to rest on the curb, listening to the silence of the neighborhood. The wind continued to blow hard against her face,but she simply ignored that. It was as if the wind was trying to get her to keep walking or something. Thats when she felt a snowball hit her back. She instantly jumped up and spun around to see who had thrown it,but didn't find the source.

She scowled and looked around, only seeing another figure in the trees before it disappeared almost as quickly.

Thats when she heard shouting and yelling, she instantly realized it to be the neighborhood gang boys. She yelped and started running down the street.

By the time she had gotten to her house she was huffing and puffing and out of breath completely. Fear had powered her running and now that the fear was gone she was tired. She slowly walked up the steps and opened the unlock door. She came inside, locked the door and took off her stuff. She headed into the kitchen to find something to eat,but when she went to the refrigarator she found a note.

Gone to get Pizza, lock doors and don't open door for strangers.

~Mom

Alexis huffed and left the kitchen, heading upstairs to her room. When there, she took out her notebook and began to draw a bunch of pictures. She began sketchy a few snowflakes, then a snowman, then she drew a puppy. She smiled a little at the picture of the puppy, and almost instantly felt sad. She had just lost hjer puppy, Cinnamon, a few days ago.

The sound of something thudding against the window made Alexis jump almost out of her skin. Had a bird crashed into the window? Alexis was about to get up and check,but she felt the sudden coldness creep into the room and wrapped her blanket around herself. Then she went back to writing,not noticing the figure watching her from her window.

Bad? Good? Amaturish? I'm not sure what to think of it...

Well, Review, so I can figure out how my story is!