Did you miss me? I know you didn't but still, hey once I get like 20 or more viewers or reviews I'll start popping up forums for characters, there will be 1 girl and 1 boy so do well OR DIE! Just kidding…maybe. Anyways ill update very week maybe 2 times every week I don't even know so be nice people for once and review it makes me HAPPY : )

Harlene's P.O.V

I woke up from my dreamless sleep, father didn't talk this time thank the gods! I tried getting up from the bed but its soft material whispered for me to stay and I was obliged to with glee. I lay down on my bed once more and sighed as the blankets hugged me, no one to say I couldn't, only the damned alarm clock.

I was almost asleep when a loud voice yelped, "Harls, if u don't get up it won't be the alarm clock hitting you with water!"

I smiled and got up from my feathery coffin and made my way to the shower. The warm water heated up my skin, and as the water and steam set in my, my senses started rejuvenating and I was fully awake as I left the shower. With the towel wrapped around my heart and chest I made my way to my bedroom, hoping to grab an outfit before the breeze started pissing me off. I grabbed the 1st things that I saw and ended up in a white long sleeved shirt with long ruffles at the ends and black jeans. I then went to the bathroom and brushed my long strange hair, which like always would not curl!

I started cursing as the anger from my unalterable hair kept being straight.

"How is this even possible? Hair isn't supposed to do this!" I screamed into my teeth.

With one last attempt at my hair I shrugged and threw it behind my back with a flick, I put it in a high ponytail and wished for the best. I looked into the mirror hoping what I saw wasn't a half dead zombie with blood on their mouth, but thankfully I looked presentable. My glowing blue eyes gleamed at me and my little nose looked good enough, make-up wasn't my style, I didn't want to look like the sluts in my school, besides, I don't look good in it in my opinion.

My half blonde, half black hair struck out like the color white in black, people always asked if I died it, but they probably already thought that for this couldn't have been my natural hair. For their own consideration I always said yes to stop the idiotic adolescent questions. I asked my father, my real father about it, he said it was probably just a gene split between his hair and my mother's hair, honesty I loved it.

I looked once more to see if I looked okay and made my way down to the kitchen, from the aroma I can only guess this was going to be delicious. I heard the sizzling of something greasy and my mouth instantly started to water. I rushed in practically tripping on the rug and started gazing at the bacon and eggs on the stove.

"Crap, you're up! I didn't get to throw water at you! "Sounded an upset voice.

I looked at my stepmother and tried glaring but ended up smiling and laughing with her. My stepmother hugged me and said ", good morning Har."

I snuggled into her arms, "Good Morning,"

Even if they weren't my real family, this one made me feel like they were my real family; they were my 1st and last adoption. They greeted me with kindness and understanding for they were adoptees as well, it just felt right.

My step-dad stopped reading the paper and with one arm hugged me "Good Morning dear," He said. Once he released me I made my way to the food with a hungry glint evident in my heart and eyes! But before I could scrape it off the pot with my bare hands, a wooden spatula lightly tapped my hand.

"Don't even think about it Harlene! It's not done yet, "My stepmother said.

I looked at her and the food studying, calculating logic and consequences of certain actions. In the end I just glared at the food and her and grumbled away to the wooden chair and sat. After what seemed like an eternity, the food made its way to the table. I grabbed the plate with lightning quick grab and started digging in.

I could feel the stares of my parents in humor, they tried to hide their smirks but I knew better. After 2 more minutes of this I looked at them and said, "What, is there something on my face!?"

"No, only the remains of your food, "she giggled.

"How can someone your size eat that much in that little of time?" My dad asked.

I smirked at the tall form of him and said," it's a gift, your just jealous that you didn't get any!"

He rolled his eyes obviously faking; I turn my full attention back to the plate and once again started devouring the rest of the food.

Finally I finished breakfast and zipped up the stairs, brushed and mouth washed then walked to the door ready for school.

"Jill, I'll be home a little later than usual! "My dad called to my mom.

"Okay, honey have a nice day, you too Har!"

With one that word said I walked out the door to walk to school, I waved to my dad as he drove off to his job and merrily made my way to the school. I skipped a little before the constant action lost its interest and started seeing how many times I could kick a rock before I lost it

"Crap,"I muttered as the rock sprayed over to the other side of the road.

The schools tall structure showed in the distance and my pace quickened. The schoolyard was covered with people, jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, it made no difference to me.

Time to act like a weakling I said mentally with a lot of sarcasm which only I could hear as I opened the door to Goode Middle School and breezed in.

That took forever! But it was fun so screw it! Please review, I'd Like to know what you think! : 3