Hello my minions how are you? How was your Christmas?? Mine was wonderful! I gots pretty Japanese lamps for my room and a Noodle and 2D doll!! Yay!! I'm gunna find time to buy Mudds and Russ later. So anyway! Enough about me! In this story, my character Kali, yes I've used that name in my other story but this time the character is me and a bit of my real life. I know selfish right? XD sorry if you don't like it! But my life is pretty interesting at times so yea, here it is!

Chapter 1

"Wake up! Kali! Wake up!" my mother said to me, shaking me back and forth. I yawned.

"WHAT?!" I shouted angrily at her.

"Time for school. Get up! I made waffles." She told me.

She left. I was there, lying in my bed alone, my sister and dad asleep. She was lucky. She was 12 and still in middle school, but me I'm 14 years old and I'm a freshman in high school. I have to wake up at 5:00 every weekday morning until summer vacation. On some occasions, I get lucky and my mom would take me to school. But not all the time. The damned school was an hour away. I had to take the bus at 6:00 to pick up every single kid in Sayreville. It takes at least and hour and a half to get to school.

I sat up, stretched and hoped out of bed. I slowly walk to the kitchen and adjusted my eyes to the light. I plopped myself into the chair and started to take small nibbles at my waffles. Once breakfast was over, I head towards the bathroom and put my stupid contacts in. I got lucky. They didn't bug me this morning. Finally, I go to my room to put my BGA uniform on. I check myself in the mirror. I guess I look cute in my uniform. Better than my old school uniform. I roll my skirt up a bit to make myself look a bit nicer. Hopefully my mom won't notice this time. I put on my make-up. Black eye shadow over my blue eyes, and straiten my blonde hair. Done.

"It's 5:30. I have time to rest." I tell myself. I walk to my bed and lay down on my back for a while. I look around my polka-dot room. Lots of my drawings were up. I turn my attention to my 'Gorillaz Wall'. I had put up a collage of Gorillaz pictures and Damon Albarn pictures on my wall, since I couldn't find a nice Gorillaz poster. I also look to see my best friends, homemade Gorillaz poster she made me for Christmas. I'm lucky to have such a great friend like her. I never had another friend the loved Gorillaz like me. Except for the ones on myspace and fanfiction, but I wanted to have a 'real friend'. Understand? Anyway, I've always loved Noodle. My heroine. I always wanted to be her. Meet her, anything! She's so lucky. She's almost my age and living my dream. She doesn't have to deal with school or anything. Just live with 3 hot guys her whole life. 2D, my love. Yea, I know, lame! In love with a cartoon. But what girl who loves Gorillaz, does not think he's cute? Huh? Come on!

I turn to my clock 5:50. I jump.

"Good thing the bus stop is right down the street." I tell myself. "Mom! Time to go!" I shout to her.

My mom is sweet. I love her. But she can be a pain the ass sometimes. She's very strict too. We have nothing in common accept we like to dance together like crazies occasionally. She's in real bad shape and never does anything. NOTHING! She can't even go underwater! Isn't that silly. But whatever. I still have my dad.

O man my dad is so friggen awesome! He's like my twin! We have everything in common. We adventurous, love roller coasters, he likes to Gorillaz too! He's willing to take me to any concert they have. He's quite interested with them to. He started to read my 'Rise of the Ogre' book one day. He's awesome. He's also teaching me the basics on guitar. I can't wait to play it for real, just like Noodle.

My sister. Oh my god! She is such a bitch! She's 12 right? She can't respect me or my parents. We almost always fight. I want to curse at her face but she'll just go blab it to my mom and dad and I'll get in trouble. She loves to push my buttons. She makes fun of the Gorillaz sometimes and says mean things about them too. I ignore her but I can't help it. Inside she bothers me so much. But whatever.

I get off my bed and get my mom.

"Lets go." I say restlessly.

I'm usually tired in the morning because every night after 10, I watch sneak some extra TV time after my bed time. Yea. Lame I know. A bedtime. But whatever.

"Bye sweetie. See you later." My mom tells me as I retreat from the car.

The bus is always so cold in the morning. The fat bus driver, Bob, always hogs the heat while the rest of us freeze to death for an hour and a half. Finally, I make it to school. The mornings are fun, I get to meet up with my crazy friends and we hang until about 7:55 when the bell rings. I rush to my first class, Spanish.

I hate Spanish! I suck at it. I mean my grades are pretty good but I'm not great in it at all. My Spanish teacher is a bit crazy too. I don't really like him that much.

After Spanish it's homeroom. We watch the news for about 25 minutes then it's off to math for me.

Math! Forget it! I will never be good at it no matter how much I study! I have failed every test this semester so far. I hate my teacher too. She's such a bitch! Seriously! She gets into fights with half the class all the time! I volunteer at the home for the older people with my dog, Max. One day, I was there and out come's my math teacher! Oh my god I almost died! She came to visit her 95 year old aunt! I brought the dog to her aunt, to make her feel bad about my grades and stuff. SHE CAN NEVER BE MAD AT ME! Now she knows I work at the home and she can never hate me.

Then there's Religion. I'm ok in that subject I guess. Not especially but whatever. My teacher in this class is also a bitch to. Ugh. But She's gotten better I admit. Still…

English. I love English. It's great and my teacher is an angel thank God! Our vocab tests are ok, but sometimes I don't do well, but that's only because I get all nervous and forget the definition sometimes.

Computers. Oh boy! It's an ok class I guess. The teacher can be pretty cool. But the first day I meet him, he was a complete dick to the whole class and no one liked him at all. We have to be perfect with everything we do. Sit strait up, fingers properly curved, and blah blah blah! Whatever.

Phs.Ed. Nothing to say about that. It's easy.

LUNCH! FINALLY! I get to meet my crazy friends and enjoy my yummy uncrustables. Mmmmm…Yummy in my tummy. Hehe…so yea. Lunch rocks.

And finally, Biology. I love my bio teacher. So awesome. She says random jokes that suck but we laugh anyway. I'm not so great in that class though to tell you the truth.

And the day is over. I go home and get the fighting on with my family. Every single day! I hate it.

"Kali! You need to study! You're failing! If you don't fix up your work, you're going to the crappie public school that we don't have to pay for!!" my mom shouts at me.

I start to cry. I scream back random things about school. I can't take this anymore! I won't! I run to my room, slam and lock the door. I scream into my pillow so no one can hear me. I can't stop crying. I look at my 'Gorillaz Wall'. I stare at a picture of Noodle.

"You're so lucky." I say to it. I continue to cry more.

I swear, sometimes I think my mom hates me. She hates my clothes, hardly ever supports me, and I almost always fight with her. I've had it!!

"I've made up my mind." I tell myself. "I'm running away." I start to cry again.

I find an empty back bag in the closet and fill it with all the things I need. I'm leaving tomorrow morning to take the first train to NYC. Yes, NYC. I'll be happy there. Find a job, and live my life my way and someday, move to Japan. I go to sleep early that night; I have to wake up early. Luckily, it's a Saturday. I'll wake up around 6:00 and leave at 7:00. Perfect. I cry myself to sleep that night, knowing what I would leave behind.

OK people! THIS IS A TRUE STORY!! Except the part where I get ready to run away. I've thought about, but I have NO GUTS!! XDD. OK! FIRST PART DONE! NEXT CHAPTER, GORILLAZ COME IN! DON'T WORRY!! Sayonara!!