Jade
"Jade, Jade, Jade. What did you do this time?" The receptionist, Ms. Howard asks me. I hand her my note from the lunch supervisor.

"Um, Noooothing." I say, dropping my backpack to the floor and sitting down.

"Really? Because, that's not what this note says. You beat someone up? Jade, again?" She looks disappointed. I nod, not bothering to answer. I pull my hair back and look around my familiar surroundings. Wow. That's a bit depressing. I'm in the office, looking around my "familiar surroundings". Well, that's not exactly my fault. It's the school's for getting mad about simple pranks (it was only onetime I got caught. Okay, maybe 63 times.) and beating up people who beat up nerds.

"Miss Anderson, can I see you in my office?"

"This is school. Not Judge Judy. You can call me Jade." I reply sarcastically. The principal rolls his eyes, beckoning me. I pick up my bag and follow him into the office. This cannot be good.

Yup. I was right. It isn't good.

"Miss Anderson-"

"Jade."

"Miss Anderson, I'm extremely disappointed to say this, but you're expelled."

"Yup. Saw that coming."

"Please go get your things. I'll be calling your parents." He's trying not to scream now. Considering the fact that I can't possibly get in moretrouble, I decide to push it.

"I'm cool with that. Just text me when they get here."

"Leave. Now." He points to the door. I waggle my fingers and leave. In the office, I stop to grab my bag.

"So, what's he making you do this time?" Ms. Howard asks me.

"Nothing. He just expelled me." I shrug my shoulders. Ms. Howard rolls her eyes and puts her face in her hands.

I leave the office and walk down the empty halls. Stopping at my locker, I quickly punch in my combination. 15-68-13. I pull the door open and grab my skate-board. I exchange my snapback for my pink helmet and swing my bag over one shoulder. I drop my board on the floor and jump on, pushing off. I skate easily through the halls, riding on rails when I come to the stairs. I pass classrooms, watching as they all blur together. I come to a stop when I hear my name over the intercom.

"Jade Anderson, please report to the main office. Your parents are here. Again." The principal's voice is crackly, and I can hear laughter from the classrooms. Tossing my hair, I skate to the office. The door is open, so I don't bother to stop. I make a sharp turn and enter. I wave at Ms. Howard as I pass. I stake into the principal's office. I stop, kick my board up and crash in a chair. My clean-cut, country-club ready parents are sitting straight in wooden chairs, staring at me like I'm an alien.

"Sup Mom. Sup Dad."

"Hello Jade." My mother's voice is angry, but calm.

"Well, Jade, Andrea, Mr. Smith, let's get down to business." My father nods at each on of us in turn.

"So, I know I'm expelled. Where am I going to school?" I ask.

"Jade, we're- well, you're moving." My mother leans towards me, trying to grab my hand.

"Whaddya mean?" I pick at my black nail polish.

"Jade, you're moving in with your cousin Jack. You're going to Seaford, California." My jaw drops.