Presenting... the rewrite of Sammy Keyes and the So-Called Dad. Well, the first chapter anyways. All those who've been waiting for another chapter of that story can thank NewYorkAngel for bugging me out of my mind. Same goes for those who hated my story, and were glad I had decided to not update for a long time (that would be me) except, they can blame her. (Jk NYA, It's Nothing Personal. Now, If you could go update SALT, I would greatly appreciate it! Or See You Again, either one.)

"Bye Grams!" I called as I started down the fire escape of the Senior Highrise. With my backpack slung over my right shoulder, I ran down the stairs, skipping two at a time, and landing on the ground with a loud thud. Which, if you ask me, is an incredible feat. At least, for a girl my size. Anyways, it was dark out, as the sun had not yet risen, possibly because it was only 6:30, and winter at that, so I wasn't worried about anyone seeing me. Hopefully, if anyone was even awake, they would think that Grams' neighbor, the extremely fat lady whose name I shall not say because it is not worth it, had fallen down the stairs. And because she was the very essence of evil, hopefully nobody would come to check and make sure she was ok. That's what usually happened. This time however, I wasn't so lucky.

"Who's there?" asked a gruff voice. I remained silent, not even daring to breathe. Then I realized I would be late for school if I stayed still like that, for who knows how long, and I started to tip-toe. When I reached the end of the sidewalk, I turned right and ran. Unfortunately for me, I crashed into someone, a middle-aged man, I'd say, and hit my head. I fell over in pain, and made things worse by landing on my tailbone.

"You okay?" the man asked. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't place where I'd heard it before. I tried to say, yeah, I'm great, but all that came out was a cry of pain. The man helped me to my feet, then told me to watch where I was going. He sounded so familiar, but I didn't think I'd ever met him before unless... huh, no, but previous life maybe?

I limped my way to school and found Marissa waiting for me at the enterance.

"Oh wow, what happened to you?" she asked me. I saw Casey walking towards us out of the corner of my eye, and groaned.

"Is it that bad?"

"Um yeah, it looks like Caesar broke out of jail and came looking for revenge. OMG! That's what happened, isn't it. And he had a huge bucket of Ez-Crete? Sammy, you've gotta go into hiding! What if he comes back?" Marissa was shaking with fear as she rattled on a list of possibilities.

"Relax Marissa. I ran into some guy with rock-hard abs or something, hit my head, and then fell on my tailbone."

"Oh! Was he hot? Did you get his number?" was what Marissa wanted to know. I stared at her. Her eyes widened. "OMG Sammy! You kissed him didn't you? Casey is not gonna be happy!" People stared at us as they walked into the school.

"Marissa! The guy was like, forty or something! Maybe fifty!"

Marissa's face fell. "Oh."

"Yeah."

"Hey guys, wow Sammy, you look..." Casey, who had just reached us, trailed off.

"Like Caesar broke out of jail and came looking for revenge with a huge bucket of Ez-Crete?" Marissa asked.

"Who's Caesar?" Casey wanted to know.

"Um, ok then, how about, the Psycho Kitty Queen set all her cats on Sammy, who barely managed to escape from their wrath?"

"No, I think..." Casey tried before being interrupted.

"Mrs. Wedgewood fell on Sammy while trying to follow her down the fire escape?"

"No it looks like she ran into a guy with rock-hard abs, hit her head, and fell on her tailbone," Casey said in a rush.

"Wow Casey, you're good!" Marissa told him. He smirked.

"I know I am. Now do you plan to actually enter the school building, or are we supposed to stay here all day and talk?" he inquired.

"Let's go," I replied.

Now, I know you are wondering, or rather will be wondering when you learn that Marissa and I are in eighth grade, but Casey is in ninth- Marissa and I are in eighth grade, but Casey is in ninth- why, we were going to the same school. The answer is, a while after Halloween, the Elementary school had an overpopulation of kids, due to the fact that so many kids were transfering from other states- New York and Illinois particularly- so they decided to have 5th and 6th grade in what used to be William Rose Middle School. Therefore, we middle schoolers got to move in with the high-schoolers (Whoopee!) to make more space. The up-side, we get to see Casey everyday. The down-side? Everyone considers us babies. Oh, and Danny's here. Plus Taylor and Jake the Snake.

It's actually turned out pretty cool. Yeah, Marissa, Dot and Holly all got Ms. Goldie for homeroom- they changed our schedules and everything- but Billy and Cricket are both in my homeroom, while Heather is at a different school. And we got Mrs. Ambler, who moved to the high-school with us. So did Coach Rothhammer, who is now coaching what they call the Junior Softball team. Marissa, Dot, Holly, and I are on the team, and Cricket will be trying out next week. We've been training her, and she totally rocks at the game! She says her trick to hitting the ball is pretending that she's whacking Pretty Vegas. Only she calls him Oswald. She still hates him over the whole condor thing, but I can't blame her. So do I.

The bell rang to warn us that we had five minutes to get to class.

"Bye Sammy!" Casey and Marissa called, as they headed towards the B-Wing, where their homerooms were. I waved and made my way towards my classroom, the third door to the right in the A-Wing. Billy and Cricket were waiting for me when I came.

"Wait Sammy. Don't go yet. You know the new addition to our homeroom that Mrs. Ambler's been talking about all week? Well, she's here and you're not going to like what you see," they warned me.

We entered the classroom together, and that's when I saw her. She was hard to miss, with her fiery red hair, and the fact that she was sitting at the desk right next to mine made it harder. Someone poked her and she turned around. And that's when my fears were confirmed. Staring straight at me was the unmistakable face of Heather Acosta.

Oh so dramatic. Jk, you guys probably new who it was when Billy and Cricket warned Sammy. Anyways, people have been bugging me to update Sammy Keyes and the So-Called Dad, but I totally screwed it up, so I'm doing a rewrite. Hope you like it better than my previous first chapter. Love you all. Review!

-Storylover8