recap:

I could see that she was scared.

I drew my my arm back as far as I could and snapped it forward.

Story:

I really wanted to punch her. But I didnt want to set too much of a bad impression on my first day here. So I stopped. Right in front of her face. Probably not 1 inch from her nose. I put my fist down to my side very slowly. Barbie opened her eyes from her squinched up face. My face was hard, and hers showed complete terror. "Look Barbie. I'm not gonna tell you again. You dont bother, dont look, or even think of me because next time you trash talk my friends or do any of those tiny three things that im asking you to do, which is apparently too much for your squirrel brain to comprehend, im not gonna stop that punch right to your fake nose and someone is gonna have another plastic surgery that isnt on on their boobs. Do I make myself clear?" she nodded. Clearly scared for her life. "Good," I said, "now if you dont mind I would like to eat my lunch, with my friends, and away from you, anyone associated with you, or anyone that even anyone that looks like you. Okay Barbie? Is that enough for you to handle?" she nodded again, still in shock. I turned back to my table and sat down. I swear I heard one of her little squeaky grunts. I know I heard her little 3 inch platform heels clicking against the floor.

When she left the lunch room it was dead silent. I could feel hundreds of pairs of eyes on me. I looked up, not moving my head. I glanced from left to right i'd say about 10 times. Then I stood up, still looking at my plate of food and said, "If all of you dont stop staring at me like im a giant astroid who just crashed into the Empire State Building, you're all going to be pummeled to the ground." I looked up, "and we dont want that, now do we?" as I finished my statement everyone went back to their groups and continued to eat their food. Through the rest of the lunch period, there was only a small murmur of people talking.

For a big school, this place sure does spread stuff around quickly. By the time of 7th period (2 periods after lunch) I had gotten multiple "Nice Job!"s and "Yeahh!"s. Lissa was the laughing stalk of the school, even though she was still apparently "cool." Not that I cared at all it just bothered me that people still allow her to do that to them. I really hope that... BBBBBZZZZZZZ. My phone vibrated. I never had my phone's sound on unless I was at home on the weekend. I dont know why, but I just dont like it when im out somewhere and all of the sudden my phone bursts out into "Pants on the Ground." (A.N. - thats my actual ringtone! And a true fact about me!) And what if I was in the middle of like, hmm... what would never happen? Oh yeah, okay so say if I was on a date with a really cute guy and all of the sudden my phone goes "WITH THE GOLD IN YO MOUTH. HAT TURNED SIDEWAYS. PANTS HIT THE GROUND" and so on. I mean, that would just be sooo weird!

Anyway, I turned to my phone and it was the mysterious number again. Oh jeez... this is just what I need now. Some person texting me when apparently im the "star" of the school for scaring the shit out of Lissa... this would probably only last for a day or two. So I decided to have fun with it. I opened the text only to receive a:

heard what you did to Lissa.

Nice job ;)

well it was bothering me that she wasnt doing what I told her to. So... yeah I just did that :P

knowing your personality by a guess, why didnt you punch her?

I didnt want to send too much of a bad impression on my first day of the next four years of my life.

Ah... I get what you mean now.

Yeah... so gonna give me any hints on who you are?

Sure

really?

Yeah. Why not.

Okay. Shoot.

I go to your school :)

no shit sherlockk

hey. Its a clue. I could have been some dude on the eiffel tower for all you know.

But then your phone wouldnt work!

You get the idea... :P

I guess :P

The bell rang. "finally!" I thought to myself. The first day was over, and I dont think I made a too bad impression to the other people of this school. Since the only family relative that I have left is Ari, since my mom went off to who knows where and deserted us 3 years ago, I live with my friend Ella and her mom, JJ since Ari went to collage somewhere in Europe. I think he said something about Germany or France. Maybe Sicily? I dont know. Something like that.

I walked home alone. As I started down the unfamiliar path to my home, I heard a rustle from the bushes behind me. I decided to ignore it. If I was a person, I didnt want to seem like a wimp like all of the other girls at my school were. Plus I wasnt scared at all. I didnt take any fighting classes of any sort but if someone tried to sneak up behind me, BOOM, they'ed be on the ground in a matter of 3 seconds. Like I said, I got curiously stronger in the past few months. I continued to walk and all the way home, I heard rustles from a bunch of different directions every few minutes or so. Who ever was following me home, wasnt good at being quiet.

Since Ella's mom, JJ, (we call her JJ, she told us to!) was a best-selling author and a doctor, she was pretty much rich. I walked up to the ginormous house and put my bag on the ground to search for my house keys. As I found them I heard yet another rustle, only this time I was much closer from the other rustles. I took it off my mind and entered the house. I went up to my room and locked the door. It wasnt a very entertaining room, it was a pale blue with brown and white polka dots of all different sizes all over it. It was pretty big for a bedroom anyway. Probably 1.5 the size of the average living room. I plopped down on my bed and just laid there for who knows how long. I was guessing it was an hour or so because I heard the door open and close again. I was assuming it was JJ coming back from work. Just so I wouldnt look like I was being a total lazy-ass, I got out my Algebra II homework and began to work on it. Not 3 minutes after I began, JJ knocked on my door to check on me.

"Max. You okay? You need a snack or drink or anything?" asked JJ. She was a really nice lady. But sometimes I felt bad because she was acting like my servant and I didnt want her to do that because it made me feel bad.

"Yeah, im fine. I dont need anything, but thanks for asking!"

"Anytime." I heard her footsteps walk down the wooden stairs and fade away. I never said that I needed anything because I didnt want her to get it. I dont know why but I just felt bad doing that to her. I completed all of my homework around 10PM that night. I walked out onto my balcony which was about ΒΌ of my room size. I looked up at the night sky and watched the stars twinkle in the dark blue night sky. It was so beautiful and made me feel so peaceful. Then I remembered that I had to do to school tomorrow and see Barbie. I groaned and went back into my room.

I closed the giant glass doors that allowed me to pass from my balcony to my room and vice-versa. I went back to my bed and grabbed my PJs and went to my bathroom. I took a long shower and blow dried my hair. I dont know why but I always hang upside down whenever I blow dry my hair. I bend as my waist and just dry it! I didnt know why but I think its just a family thing. Just maybe. After my hair was dry enough, I brushed my teeth and went back to my room.

I packed all of my books and homework into my camouflage bag and placed it downstairs by the door so that I can just pick it up when im about to leave. As I was about to go back upstairs, I spotted Ella watching some random Italian Soap Oprah. I didnt know why she watched that. I really dont. But something was different. I knew Ella cried whenever she watched her Italian Soap Operas, but not like this. I walked over to her and put my arms on the couch. "So, watcha cryin about?" I asked her. I didnt understand the concept of "leading up" to a big question. I just get to the point. Its a lot simpler that way and you dont have to think of questions that involve the topic. I just dont get it.

"Gazzy." oh lord. Gazzy. He was Ella's boyfriend/ex-boyfriend. They change every week. But Ella never cried about it. And I mean never.

"This one is different from the other break-ups..." I said. She turned around to me. I felt bad. I shouldnt have said that. Shit. Why did I have such a big mouth? Maybe this is why I didnt have a lot of friends at my old school... "isnt it?" I hoped over the couch and plopped right next to her. "Alright. What'd Gazzy do this time?" I asked her. Oh boy. THIS is gonna be good.

"He was kissing this other girl. And we were still dating. It wasnt in between our break-up stage, we were still named as a couple and I dont know why he'd do that." she started crying into my shoulder. Now, im not the big teddy bear, but I mean this girl convinced her mom to give me a place to live so I wasnt a dying hobo on the streets. I turned around and hugged her. We stayed like that for a while until she stopped crying. My shirt was totally soaked in tears, and eye make-up. Ew. Make-up. Yeah... that stuff isnt my forte and im not its biggest fan either.. so we tend to go our separate ways. ANYWAY.

I told Ella she could stay in my room if she wanted... see, this is a once in a lifetime offer. I do NOT let people into my room. I just dont. I dont like people seeing my personal place. I only let Ella in, but only when she's sad. Now, shes a very good actress, but Ive known her long enough to tell when she's faking. So that night Ella and I talked and talked and talked until we both dozed off into a deep sleep. At 12am. Wahoo. Another whole day at that living hell! No! I was not excited for 8AM that day. Ugh!


and yeah

well I just spent from 4:30AM to 5:22AM typing this... yes I did stay up all night. :P lol ima go to "sleep" before my parents wake up ^-^ *cough cough*