I'm getting kind of tired or writing the time place month etc but whatever I guess. foreverx9 you made my day! Oh I almost forgot I have trouble catching spelling mistakes, and I have horrible grammar so sorry bout that :D
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Pinnacle Ridge
Somewhere in the Neighbourhood
Wednesday November 8th
4:00pm
Kristen Gregory walked aimlessly around the neighbourhood that held some of the biggest intimidating houses in Westchester. They were unaware that Darren owned a house in the same town they lived in. Kristen's parents went to go take a look at the house to see if they would like to move in it. Before she knew it she found herself walking out the door to "look around".
Everyone's lawns were cleanly cut, and their shrubs manicured to perfection. Even the cold concrete side walk had a shine to it that you wouldn't see in a middle class neighbourhood. Most driveways had an array of luxury cars parked on them claiming their territory. It was "In a place like this everyone is either rich or bankrupt" The words that Mrs. Gregory told Kristen rang in her head.
Kristen was used to these neighbourhoods but this one felt hollow. It lacked the feeling of home that the Pinewood had always given Kristen since the day her dad lost his job. Where were the kids running around or the crazy neighbours screaming their heads off? Everything seemed a little off. Almost too perfect.
"Hey!" Kristen lifted her head up from the ground so she could see who was talking
"Hi... Jason? Your name is Jason right?" Kristen stuttered. He was standing on his lawn dribbling a soccer ball he stopped it with his foot and smiled. His purple eyes gleaming at Kristen
"Ya, that's my name, and you must be Kristen."
Kristen felt her cheeks flush at the fact that he knew her name, even though he had only been at their school for a couple days.
Why wouldn't he? Your one of the most popular girls at school!
"I never knew you lived here." Jason said surprised while balancing on the soccer ball with one foot
"I don't live here yet. Well I am not completely sure if I am going to live here or not."
"Well I hope you do. There aren't many kids my age around here and I could use the company."
"Really? Well if we are going to be neighbours you should tell me about yourself." Kristen beckoned taking a seat on the damp grass. Jason sat across from her with his legs crossed.
"Well I'm from Canada, but I have lived in Italy and different places in South America like Brazil.
"Seriously?" Kristen's eyes widened in amazement
"My parents like to send me to countries that are known for having the best soccer teams, and then I learn from the best."
"What brought you to Westchester?" Kristen asked.
"My mom accepted a law firm here. She works with that hot girl's dad... Alice?
"Alicia!" Kristen giggled giving Jason a playful push. She was used to it. Most guys fall in love with Alicia when they first see her.
"And my dad is still in Vancouver he is an ophthalmologist. He won't move down here for awhile. My parents were always working and they still are. My sister and I pretty much raised ourselves. We are used to the fact that they're never really around so whenever we ask for something they always give it to us. Even though I got spoiled as a kid I'm pretty sure I turned out okay." Jason smiled at Kristen
"I don't know... You haven't invited me inside yet." Kristen flirted while twisting her dirty blonde hair with her index finger.
"Well I guess I have no choice." Jason shrugged. You free Friday?"
"I believe I am." Kristen replied sheepishly.
"Good!"
And all of the sudden the neighbourhood got a whole lot better.
OCD
Art
November 9th
10:15am
Dylan Marvil plopped herself in an empty chair in the art room. She had no interest in being in art. Yes she loved art, but what good was it if she had no one to talk to. Dylan sighed deeply as she pulled her sketch book out of her D&G tote, and started sketching Massie, Alicia, Claire and Kristen. At least if they weren't going to be in her class she could still pretend they were. Dylan was too lost in her sketch she didn't notice a girl sit beside.
"Hey!" A bubbly sugar coated voice rang in Dylan's eardrum. She looked up it was Stacey. Her glossy chestnut brown hair was in the perfect high pony, and her green cat-like eyes shot rays of giddiness into Dylan's.
"Did I ask you to sit here?" Dylan's tone was drenched with irritation.
"Listen if it were my choice I wouldn't be sitting here but as you can see this was the last empty chair." Stacey smirked. Her act dropped as fast as the apple on Isaac Newton's head. Dylan looked up she was right. Everyone had already formed into their own little groups. This pissed Dylan off slightly because Stacey was right. Before Dylan could say anymore the teacher cut her off
"Today we are going to start rough drafts for our Happiness assignment. So pretty much all you're going to do is draw what makes you happy. The trick is you have to incorporate it in a scene. This isn't like some tacky collage. Make sure it all flows together" Miss. Grasdel said excitedly. She was Dylan's favourite teacher. Probably from the fact that she was over excitable, and dressed ten times better than all the other old prunes at the school.
Miss. Grasdel had that stick straight hair most girls longed to have by straightening their hair till it fried. Judging her body shape you could tell she spend hours a day doing yoga, and had been practising vegetarianism since she was born. The most interesting thing about her was how every time she moved it was with grace.
When Dylan glanced at Stacey's sketch book she had already started. There was a Louis Vuitton purse and a luna bar sticking out of it.
"I love luna bars" Dylan blurted out before she could stop herself.
"I know they are delicious, and really good when you're trying to lose weight." Stacey replied not looking up.
"You're trying to lose weight?" Dylan asked surprised.
"You think I'm naturally this weight." Stacey patted her flat stomach laughing as if Dylan were the butt of some joke. "Aerobics and healthy eating, I am also on a partly strict diet of cutting junk food out of my lifestyle." She added.
"When you think about it, it's not really losing weight just being healthy" Dylan replied shading a tree in her picture.
"You're right. I also have this amazing trainer I have got to give you his number, or even better you can come over and work out with me and him so you can see if you like him or not!" Stacey clapped her hands and she had a wide smile on her face. If it was any bigger it would be splitting her face. Dylan wouldn't mind that.
"I guess there's nothing to lose." Dylan shrugged. Not feeling to bad about making plans with the devil
BOCD
Drama
Wednesday, November 9th
11:25am
Massie winced at the script of the play her drama teacher picked out. She couldn't tell what was more disgusting. The fact that it was a cliché "Everyone lost Christmas spirit and you need to help Santa" plot. Or that she was playing the lead role of a little girl in the big city with big dreams, but adults see her as a useless naive child.
"Look at the spirit meter Santa! We have got to do something about this or you will have no purpose in...Christmas!" Claire clenched her heart as if someone had stabbed her. She belted out every word with sincere emotion. Massie could swear that she saw tears forming in the corner of Claire's beaming blue eyes.
"Oh please Mama Elf! Stop taking your lines so seriously." Massie rolled her eyes
"Excuse me for taking my lines "seriously!" But we only have a month and a half to get this spot on for the school. If you don't mind me I'm going to find Miss. Weeks and ask her if I should be frightened or disappointed while saying my lines." With that Claire turned on the heel of her keds and pushed through the drama kids to find the teacher. Since Claire left, Massie was all alone in the corner of the drama studio where no one noticed anyone one there. Except for one person...
"Hey Mass" Derrick smiled and pulled her into a hug. Even though he smelt like old spice and was really warm Massie had to resist. She pushed Derrick away
"Harrington! Have you really stooped that low? You have got to stop following me around. Everywhere I turn there you are! In these past few days I have been seeing you more than when I was actually dating you." Massie changed her tone of voice on "actually" to make it sound like their whole relationship was a big joke from the beginning.
"Well maybe it's a sign to show that we are meant to be together" Derrick mocked looking up at the ceiling with his hands folded on top of his heart.
"Go find Stacey." Massie scoffed. "She's exactly like me anyway."
"Ouch." Derrick snapped. "I will personally pass on the message to her."
"Good!" Massie retorted while pushing Derrick out of the way
"Whoa there cowboy, I'm your lines buddy. Did you not read the script?"
"I...I.I... Was busy" Massie stuttered
"Well then looks like you don't know about our kiss." Derrick chuckled smugly. Massie picked up her script from the floor and flipped through the last page in brackets it said "Belle and Dave lean in and have a shy awkward kiss. They miss a couple times before they get it."
"Are you kidding me? What type of school is this! I'm sure they will cut this part out. It is way to traumatizing for the grade sevens." Massie shook her head
"I don't know but I kind of like" Derrick winked at her before sauntering away.
Massie could not believe it! She was trying to see less of Derrick so she could have her mind set on just Dempsey. A few weeks ago she was crazy about Dempsey willing to do whatever to keep their relationship going. But now all she could think about was Derrick and the way he joked, his cockiness, and how whenever he touched her she got the shivers. Now that she was going to be kissing him more than usual she did not know how much she could take.
BOCD
The Green Café
Wednesday November 9th
12:04pm
"Guys I have good news, and bad news" Kristen smiled clapping her hands together. All her friends looked like they couldn't care less because they all kept shooting hate glares at Stacey's tablewhere the boys had resorted for the lunch hour.
"I cannot believe it! My own boyfriend is sitting over there" Alicia pouted stabbing her steamed carrot probably pretending it was Josh.
"Bad news first!" Dylan called out
"You were saying?" Massie raised her waxed eyebrow and Kirsten urging her to go on.
After Kristen's mom told her about Uncle Darren she sent a mass text to the "PC" (They vowed each other never to call themselves that again once they hit grade nine and realized how immature it was.) So they decided to have a celebration on Friday at Massie's house.
"Well the bad news is that we have to cancel Massie's party." A chorus of what's echoed thought the table "Hold on a sec, I'm not done! The good news is that we will be spending our Friday at Jason's house!" Kristen cheered
"That new super hot Canadian soccer kid?" Dylan clapped
"Anyways we planned it out last night all the guys and us, and Dylan he's mine." Kristen sighed with relief maybe they weren't going to fall in the pits of popularity.
"That means Derrick is going to be there..." Massie whispered out loud.
"What did you say?" Dylan ask narrowing her green eyes at Massie
"I said 'what time are we supposed to get there.'" Massie said quickly before any suspicions rose up from the table. She took a sip of her shaken passion iced tea from Starbucks trying to calm her bubbly nerves. Avoiding Derrick was like dodging the bananas on Mario Race Kart the seemed obvious, but you always found yourself slipping on one.
Well that's it hope you enjoyed it and i'll try to improve on my writing and make longer chapters! Toodles.