My story technically started nine years ago when I first met Carly Shay. Right away when she defended herself I knew we were going to be friends for a long time. But nothing dramatic or friendship threatening things started happening until about two years ago when we first entered our sophomore year of high school.
"Wake up Sam! I swear if you make us late for our first day of school you're making your own bacon for a month!" Carly said as she shook me as hard as she could, eventually just pushing me off her bed. No bacon for a whole month? What! I certainly wasn't going to make it myself, and Freddork never made it the way Carly did.
"Ok I'm up, I'm up. Now go make me some bacon," I said grouchily "You better make it just the way I like it, and none of that fake turkey bacon you like. It's the least you could do. You know I hate school, especially the first day." The first day is always the worst. It still feels like summer, but it's the only day I feel I should make an effort at getting there somewhat on time. But this year I really didn't want to have to go back to Ridgeway so soon.
"Yeah, yeah I know. Just go take a shower and put some clothes on. I'll have your bacon ready by the time you get down stairs. K?" she said, turning to go down stairs.
"K." UGH! Why must school start so early? Why can't it just start at 2:01 and end at 2:02? It's not like any of us actually want to be there and learn something. Except maybe nubs like the kid across the hall, I thought to myself as I crawled to my bag across the room to get some clothes and a towel before I trudged into the bathroom and took a shower. I spent extra long showering today, dreading what would come after.
Heading downstairs, I could already smell the heavenly aroma drifting from the kitchen.
"Your bacon's ready. You can eat it on the way to school. Spencer's busy with a customer, so we'll have to walk today," Carly said, handing me a bag of perfectly cooked bacon.
"Ugh! This day gets worse and worse! I don't even want to go to school. I put enough effort in getting up this early, why should I have to give more?"
"Aw come on Sam, it's the first day of school. You should be excited! I know I am. I cant wait to see which teachers I have and be able to use the new bag I got."
"Hey peoples what's shakin. Ready for the first day of school? " Freddie said as he walked in the room and sat at the bar across from us.
"I repeat, I don't even want to go to school. I put enough effort in getting up this early, why should I have to give more?" I said, annoyed.
"What do you mean by that?" he said, confused.
"We have to walk to school. Spencer's busy," I replied.
"Well my mom could take us. She doesn't have to go to work till 9."
"You seriously think I'm going to get in a car with Crazy? I'd rather just walk."
"K then we'd better get going."
"Fine, let's get this over with. They better have tater tots for lunch," I said walking out the door, saying my last good bye to summer.
Walking through the double doors of Ridgeway, I have to admit, I was kinda happy. No, I did still didn't like being back at school, but I did like that I would have a whole new group of freshie nubs that were unaware my terrorizing ways. And it turns out they are serving tater tots for lunch. At our lockers, I dialed my combination and started shoveling my books in that we had gotten the week before as Carly did the same.
"You ready to head to our first class," Carly said, obviously excited to be back.
"I guess. At least it's a half day since all we do is get the syllabus from each class," I replied.
"You and I have Spanish I together first period, lunch fourth with Freddie, and general PE sixth with him too. Freddie and I are taking Pre – AP classes again this year, so we won't have any core class together. At least stay out of trouble the first day. We don't need you in Principal Franklin's office so soon in the year."
"Not making any promises, but we better go." Me miserable and Carly nearly ready to pee her pants she's so excited, we head to first period Spanish. Once there we grab two available seats next to each other and patiently wait for the teacher to come in.
"¡Buenos días, classe! Me llamo Señor Garcia. ¿Como esta usted?" the teacher said, joyfully, startling us as he walked in the room. As I looked around the classroom, I was relieved I wasn't the only one lost, though a few looked like they understood. "Repetir: ¡Buenos días Señor Garica!"
"Buenos días Señor Garcia," I mumbled.
"Repetir: ¿Como esta usted?"
"¿Como esta usted?"
"Bueno, bueno. Well as I just said, my name is Mr. Garcia. I am going to teaching you Spanish for the year. In this class we will not only be learning how to speak..."
Finally lunch! My stomach was rumbling from deprivation of food as I ran downstairs to the cafeteria. "Out of the way Puckett coming through!" I yelled pushing through several people in my effort to get there first. Once I got my food (and tater tots!), I sat down with Carly and Freddie, ready to forget the last three pointless hours of my life by downing some greasy school food when someone else sits down at our table. Nearly about to take my first bite, I glance up and see my twin sister of all people sitting sitting across from me and Carly, draping her arm around Freddie's neck. The queen of nubs looked at her and back at me, completely surprised and dumbfounded.
"Wait I thought you were bluffing about having a twin sister," Freddie finally manager to choke out.
"We tried to tell you, but you weren't willing to accept it," Carly said pointedly as I still sat there as surprised as Freddie.
"What the heck are you doing here. I thought you were at boarding school," I managed to spit out, somewhat disgusted to see Melanie.
"Well, my school wouldn't let me stay on scholarship since I got in a fight with some girl last year, and mom's obviously not going to pay for it," she replied.
"So you're going to school here?" Carly butt in, once again excited.
"Yupp. It's the only place I really can go. The transition has been pretty hard after going there for so long, but at least I know you guys," Melanie said, smiling.
"Yah we'll all help you out. This'll be so much fun getting to know you more!" Carly said, now bouncing up and down in her chair.
At that moment, I got up, and leaving my food, left the cafeteria, feeling Carly, Freddie and stupid Melanie's eyes following me the whole way. In the deserted hallway, I opened my locker and put my books from my morning classes in. Slamming my locker, I raced out the double doors to the outside world, not looking back or stopping as I could hear Carly and Freddie yelling at me to come back. I ran for God knows how long. I had dropped my backpack somewhere, unaware of what I was doing at the time. I just knew I didn't want to go back there, at least right now. I had to take in that my sister was going to be at my school for the next three years. With those three years, I knew I would be put down more than ever now that I was going to be compared to someone who looked exactly like me but was way better, just like when we were younger. I was never given a fair chance in anything since Melanie always had to be right there doing it better. She would always get good grades, had the perfect body, and get the hot guy that every girl drools over, and that guys just so happened to be Freddie. Ever since he began to workout, the girls can't stop looking at him. I was always amazed that he could get any girl he wanted, and I could hardly get a guy at all, but now it was just getting annoying. I could hardly watch when some pansy or slut walked up to him, twirling their hair around their finger, flirting with him. I guess some might say I'm jealous, but I know that could never be.
Deep in thought, I did not hear someone running behind me, but i definitely felt the hand grab my shoulder and jerk me to a stop. I shrieked an embarrassing high-pitched girly shriek, scared of who pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned around, ready to hit whoever it was when I saw Freddie standing there with my backpack slung over his shoulder.
A/N: Again, I am deeply sorry about the short chapter. The next one I will try to make at least double this length, if not longer. I am also sorry to those few who actually wanted me to continue on for not updating sooner. Just so you guys know, I am 14 years old and a freshmen. My writing skills are certainly not the best. If you like it, please review. If you hate it, please review. As I've said before, I am all for constructive criticism.