I look through the window showing through the distance, a bright and beautiful morning. The wind blows the grass in the lawn gracefully. As it sways back and forth I think of how if I was in Washington I would be outside in my yard practicing my archery for my archery team competitions.
"Kat get your fat but out of that bed and come down stairs before I come up there with a pitcher of water to pour on you. You are starting school today," my stubborn half-sister, Jennifer screams from outside my door ruining my morning already. Ever since Jennifer and her mom Mrs. Lawrence, I will not call her my step mom, married my dad when my mom died she thinks she knows everything just cause she is a movie star.
"Fine, Hold your panties and let me get dressed!" I say a little too loudly but I don't really care.
"Sis be quiet you will wake up buttercup," whispers my actual sister prim through the wall of my room.
"K'," I state. I have lived in California for 2 days and this house is already a circus. This is all because of my sis and Jennifer arguing about buttercup, the ugliest cat I ever seen, tripping her and Ms. Lawrence leaving late at night to get drunk as heck and come home with a hangover in the morning. She disgusts me. She is like my ugly step mother and I am a Cinderella.
"Oh well," I whisper to myself. As I dress for my first day of school I decide on my favorite tank top that is a cream with a picture of my archery team and our international trophy and white shorts that match the archery boots I wear day in and day out. I walk down stairs ever so carefully not to wake the woman more than likely snoring away from a night of alcohol and things she won't remember when she wakes up. I remember the first time made that mistake.
I was at home with my sister and Ms. Lawrence in the living room, on the couch and guess what she was doing? Yelp, asleep from another night of partying. My dad was gone on a hunting trip with some of his old colleagues and Jennifer, or Jen she wants me to call her, was at a movie premier (BORING!) I walk down stairs and screamed when I saw a huge rattle snake at the bottom of the steps at our summer house in Texas.
"What on earth are you screaming about at 6 o'clock in the morning that you had to wake me up for you idiot girl?" Ms. Lawrence groaned while rubbing her eyes.
"SNAKE!" I yell to the top of my lungs.
"Stop griping it is just a wittle baby snake. It wouldn't hurt a fly." She says sarcastically in a babyish voice.
"Well sorry some of us care about dying!" I bite back at her.
"Don't you EVER talk to me like that!" and that's when she slapped me. When that happened I did something I never thought I would have to do. I grabbed Prim and some necessities and walked out that door. I went to the first person I could think of which was to my best friend, Jamie's house.
I shivered at the thought of that day and could still feel the sting of the pain.
As I walk down the glass staircase I think of how my father bought all of this with a little left over and how Jennifer had a lot of money. She didn't even chip in; instead she bought a half a million dollar car she doesn't even drive.
I grab a piece of toast and walk towards my Shelby GT500 Mustang Convertible. Prim comes jogging out the door towards the passenger side and gazes at me with a questioning look. I nod my head with a smile knowing I couldn't say no. She jumps up and down screaming. We jump into the vehicle and let the top down for air to blow through my hair. As we listen to that, Prim plugs her IPhone plugged into my stereo listening to Payphone by Maroon 5.
As I pull into that Pacific Ocean Middle School, I notice people are staring at Prim with Jealousy in their eyes. I figure that is because of how beautiful she is and because of my car. I tell her to watch out for the mean girls and to be careful. I figure she will be alright, she's related to me for god's sake.
I see the parking lot to Panem High up ahead and easily can tell my can will stand out. You would think being in California that they would have million dollar cars and high priced things. Think again. There were scooters and year older cars that were like mine but white, black, cream, or blue. Mine was bright red for crying out loud. No chance of blending in now. Since it was the beginning of the senior year for me I didn't know where ANYTHING is.
I walk through the door and am instantly met with a woman in a pink wig wearing WAY too much makeup and perfume. "Hello, my name is Anthius Trinket. I am guessing you are our new senior, Katniss Everdeen?" I nod my head nervously not knowing what to say. "Well here is you class schedule and locker combination. Your locker is 243. I hope you find everything to your liking and if you need something ask for Peeta Mellark, the student body president. Bye! Oh by the way if your Archery Couch, Mr. Abernathy is mean to you threaten to tell his girlfriend if he doesn't stop which is my sister Ms. Trinket fourth period." I nod slightly more enthusiastically knowing I will have fun messing with him if I get bored.
As I look at my schedule I notice I am in all AP classes:
Mr. Heavensbee- Homeroom
Mr. Beetee- AP Science
Ms. Paylor- AP Social Studies
Ms. Trinket - AP Language Arts
Mr. Abernathy- Archery
Lunch
Ms. Mason- AP Math
Free
As I walk to my locker I see the hottest guy ever at 244. With his ashen blonde hair and icy blue eyes he could make any girl melt. His cocky smile makes him seem likes he is flirting with me but I figure there is someone behind me. I walk to my locker with the sense that a pair of eyes is boring into the back of my head.
To Be continued…
Well there you go and I would like to say this is my first fanfiction and would like a beta reader. Know any good ones. Oh and I am having a contest the person who is my 50th, a person who is my 25th, my 5th reviewer and my 100th reviewer will get to be an oc in my story. Also whoever sends PM's me the best OC will have their OC in my story. Until next time
~JoshHutchersonlover