"Maria"
"What?"
I looked at my sister Kelly ,she had that all American look;blonde hair, blue eyes and an attractive body.Even though we were sister i didn't look like her one bit with by black shoulder lenght hair and light green eyes.Well. My full name is Maria Alexander Freeman, long right. My close friends call me Alex (only really close friends call me Al) and i'm sixteen years old .
"You grew your hair yet you can't even wear a skirt still" i looked down at my outfit, i was wearing a simple blue tee shirt that had 'rock' in funky writing and black tracksuit bottoms and black nike air trainers."You are not going to be freak in my school ".
Since our parents divorced we lived in different parts of the country, that's why we were are soo unalike, what kind of sister are we to each other? I came to live with my mum and sis because my dad was on a trip to Europe and i couldn't go with him. so that why i'm here living with my mum.i took a had a hard blow when i found out i couldn't go to Europe with dad.ARRGH. I have to make new friends and all that stuff and try to find a boyfrined if i can. . Bad! i feel so anxious . 'New girl' that who i have to be for couple of days or weeks.
I asked kelly about school,she's like older then me 6 months so which ment that we might be in the same class.
"It's not all bad being the new girl if give a wow factor on the first day. when you walk out of the car everyone is going to look at you with lazer sharp eyes and stright away group you in one of these ; nerd, hippie, loner, sportive, cheerleader, and finally the good looker, i mean they look like greek god and goddess."
What! if my own sister described them as greek god and goddess. i believe her. A compliment from my sister is something.
My stomach started to do somersaults . I was a bit nervous but now i'm soo terrified. I have never had people stare at because i look good(not)but people looking me and decide what ever group i'm going to be in.What complete assholes. All they think about is how you look and not what's inside.
"I will give you a tip to have a happy high school , try to get yourself into the sport or the cheerleading groups but if you have what it takes you can be in the good lookers which i'm in"
i seriously can not believe that my sister could be friends with those losers. i can not.
So thats how things where going to be.
i hate it! i know hate is a massive word to use but i seriously hate the the people in that so called school and the people in the good lookers group including my own sister. i take that back i won't use hate on my own flesh and blood. i'm angry with my sister but you do have to try to survive no matter what.
High school is not all fun is?
sorry this is a short chapter. i hope you how i write and all the characters i have in store. So pleasse do review
