Chapter 1: Meeting Brit.

I don't own Gallagher Girls. I however own the story and these characters, the new ones.

When meeting a Baxter there are two things you should know.

't piss them off or hurt one of their friends.

won't like what happens if you piss them off or hurt their friends

Brittney's' POV:

I was lounging about in my belly shirt and shorts. My feet were resting on the top of the table and my dark brown hair was spread out on the pillow behind me. Most people said when I lounged about my brown eyes sparkled with boredom and trouble. I felt the need to do something. I can't just do nothing all the time! Come on a girl my age should be able to do something other then stare and the stupid kid channel her mom put on the TV. I longed to get up and run, maybe.. Maybe even to get in a good old fight.

"Hey mom-"

"No!"

Sigh. Fine be that way I can sneak out. Just see. I got up and went up to my room. Carefully I closed my door and locked it. Smiling I opened the window and slipped through with my wallet. I quickly shut the window and snuck over to where my old rope swing was. I shimmied down it and snuck over to the fence. No one can keep Brit Baxter locked up! I put my hands on the top of the fence and pushed up using the momentum to jump the fence. Landing hurt only a little, but I was used to it. So I stood up and dusted myself off before running towards the mall.

Now you think by now my mom would learn not to say no to letting me have fun. Well that hasn't worked for her considering I rebelled against her. I now have a tattoo, belly ring, nose rind and a double piercing on my ear. Not to bad I say. It's not like I've gone off and done the nasty with every boy I met or get into a ton of fights. I mean come on!

1. I'm a virgin and never kissed a guy!

2. There's no one good enough to fight that gives me a challenge!

"Hmm where to first?" I pondered.

I caught whiff of something incredible delightful smelling. I quickly turned on my heel and ran towards the stand where hot pretzels were being sold. Yes! I bought one with extra butter and salt. I sat down and took a bit into it. I practically moaned at how good it tasted. So warm and delectable! If only I could have stuff like this all the time! Stupid mom and her strict diet. BLECK! Seriously! It's bloody annoying. Brit you have to eat that! You can't have that because it'll make you fat. I just laughed and finished my pretzel.

"Mrs. Baxter."

I turned and looked at the women smiling at me. I narrowed my eyes.

"Who are you?"

"You're way of getting away from your mother."

I just stared at her and after awhile she left. When I turned back around I saw a thick pile of money, a fake passport and a map with directions to some place called Gallagher Academy. I stuffed the stuff in my pocket and grinned. Well what is the worst that could happen? I hurried back to my house and packed all my clothes, jewelry and my bedding before getting all my friends contact info printed out and deleted off my computer. I crawled out the window and once I was over the fence I turned around and held up my middle finger smirking.