"Over here!" I called, waving my arms in the air. My best friend in the whole world, Charlotte Johansson turned around and lifted up two fingers. "Two minutes," she mouthed, lifting a carton of milk and cutting the line in front of our friend Vanessa. Vanessa rolled her eyes. I sighed happily, my friends are the coolest. I heard a dissatisfied grunt behind me. I turned around. "Hey Haley. What's wrong?" Haley Braddock, another one of my good friends rolled her eyes. "Math just doesn't make sense, you know?" I patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay, Hale. You'll pass, I promise." Haley ran her fingers through her ash blonde ponytail, yanking on the pink skull and crossbones barrette that held it together. She opened her lunchbox and removed her chicken, Caesar salad. I was fishing a piece of tomato out of her salad when Vanessa skipped over. Vanessa's eyes were practically brimming over with excitement. "Hey Becca, hey Hale!" Haley grunted a quick hello while I giggled. "Why are you so happy?" I asked. "Mrs. Cottingham, the English teacher submitted one of my poems to a National Poetry Contest. She says I have a good chance of winning!"

"Niiiice," I said, turning my head to face her. Charlotte waved as she walked over to our table. Prim and proper as always, she removed her neat peanut butter and jelly sandwich and potato chips from a brown paper bag with "Charlotte" neatly written on the front. She took a tiny bite.

I'm Becca Ramsey. My real name is Rebecca but I think it's ugly. I have a dad, a mom, a little brother named Squirt, a big sister named Jessi, and an Aunt Cecelia who lives with us. I have curly black hair that I usually wear down, medium brown skin, and really big dark eyes (some people say they're my best feature), there's also a mole, Cindy Crawford style, right above my lip. I'm tall and thin and a really good singer. I want to be a pop star when I'm older; everyone says I have a good chance. I used to have stage fright when I was younger but I got over it. I'm also a shop-a- holic; I love low-riders and Juicy sweaters! My best friend is Charlotte Johansson. She lives with her mom, dad, and little sister, Imogene. Imogene is so cute; she looks like a little version of Char. Charlotte is really pretty. She has stick-straight reddish-brown hair, flawless porcelain skin, and large almond colored eyes. Charlotte is a really good student and really serious. She's also really innocent and unassuming; she's the least intimidating person I know. She's thoughtful and caring even though she worries way too much about everything. She's a painter and paints really beautiful pictures. She also loves knitting and sewing, for my mom's birthday she made her a sundress. Charlotte has a sweet old dog named Schnauzer. He's getting old but she loves him a lot.

Haley Braddock is also really cool. She has a brother named Matt who is deaf (not to mention seriously hot!), a mom, and a dad. She's super laid back and relaxed. She has ash blonde hair that's usually in a ponytail; super tanned skin, and crystal blue eyes. Unlike the rest of us, she loves punk music and plays the guitar and drums. She loves lolling around on the beach and is a competitive swimmer. She speaks.well signs sign language fluently and even created a student club at our school called "Hear No Evil" it's a club to educate those who don't understand about disabilities. A lot of kids joined and now it's the biggest club on campus! Last but certainly not least is Vanessa Pike. She has seven brothers and sisters: Claire, Margo, Nicky, Adam, Byron, Jordan, and Mallory. I have a crush on Adam; he's the best, funny and sweet, and hot! Nessa tells me he likes me too. Vanessa has frizzy red hair, super pale skin, and big amber- colored eyes. She writes poetry and is really into tarot cards and psychic stuff. She reads tea leaves and even has a crystal ball. She loves long and flowy clothes (especially in white). She's really sensitive too.

I smiled. My friends are the best.