AN: I know this sux but I'm only getting warmed up.
Being the new kid kind of sucks. There are people who come up to you in class and talk to you. There are those that ignore you and get on with their lives, I guess they're the normal ones.
In most of my classes, I'm ahead of the subject since at my old school we've already done them.
Of course, when you're bored like I was in the middle of Geometry, what are you going to do?
I pulled out a small compact notebook that you would see in CVS, you know, the black and white ones, and started to write.
As you can tell, I'm a writer. I love romance stories and the weird supernatural stories that involve all types of creepy things.
So, I wasn't paying attention when Coach Colbert came over to my desk with a yard ruler. I should've known, cause the room went deadly silent as the ruler slammed loudly on top of my notebook, making me scream.
I glared up at him as he and the rest of the class laughed.
"Now, what is this that was more important that you stopped paying attention in my class, Miss Leigh?" He picked up the book and read it for a minute. Then looked back at me, with a questionable look, "Aliens?" He smirked, "A story on Aliens enslaving humanity by taking over their minds?" He tossed the book on his desk, "Now tell us, even though this is a math class and not English, what it's about."
I felt my cheeks get really hot, God, did he have to put me on the spot like that?
I sat up, "It's about these little parasites that looked like..um." I looked nervously around, "I haven't come up with a name for them or what they look like, only that they're small and don't have any bones and that are highly intelligent." I said, "They came to Earth cause they need hosts, like a tick or something.." I bit my lower lip; "I haven't really thought too much on it since it was a spur of the moment thing."
He nods, "Yes, well, as entertaining at your story maybe, this is math, not English and since you're new here, I'll let it slide this once, but do it again and you'll get detention."
With that he tossed the notebook at me and went back to teaching.
A few minutes later, about ten minutes before class was over, I felt as if someone was staring at me. I looked around and saw two kids staring at me with a very serious expression on their faces.
One of them looked Hispanic with short black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He couldn't have been no more than a inch or so taller than me. He wore baggy black pants with an orange t-shirt and black shoes.
Beside him was a brown haired boy, that looked older then he really was, with chocolate brown eyes and pale skin. He wore blue jeans with a red shirt and another blue open button shirt with white sneakers.
For some reason, their gazes were not friendly, but they weren't dangerous either, more like they were thinking about something.
The bell ringed and it was time for lunch. I had fourth period lunch, so I had to go to my next class, which happens to be Biology, my least favorite class.
I sat next to the boy that was in my other class that was staring at me. I found out his name was Jake and that the other boy, who was sitting behind him, was his best friend Marco.
One of the girls next to me had said that the two had been friends since they were in diapers.
After that, I ignored the whole lesson and started taking notes on what I wanted in my story.
Sometime later, I began to doodle strange little aliens on the paper, bored stiff out of my mind.
I didn't notice until the bell had rung, that Jake and Marco were looking at me again, this time they looked at the paper as well.
On it was a slug, which I named York, they're the alien species that I thought up. Next to it was a centipede named, Maxtron.
I got up and hurried to lunch, maybe the lunch at this school doesn't suck, I thought, forgetting my notebook on my desk.
It was at the end of the day, and I had survived the first day of school. I was looking through my book bag, trying to find my notebook. "Damn." I muttered and started walking home.
"Hey Leigh!"
I turned and found Jake and Marco jogging up to me, "You forgot this in class." Jake said and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I smiled and turned then hesitated, "You guys live this way?"
Marco nods, "Yeah, why don't we walk with you."
We started talking about stuff, listening to Marco's bad jokes, and all. But mostly they were interested in my story.
"So, who are the heroes?" Jake asked.
Marco rolled his eyes, "Jake, man, who do you think?" He posed, "Tis' I! Super Marco!"
I shook my head, "I don't know yet." I told him truthfully, "But maybe when I get some sleep, I'll have something." I kept walking, "I always come up with something after I dream."
"Dream?" Jake raised a brow, "About what?"
I shrugged, "About weird things, like flying around in a space ship or talking to strange creatures. Like this one dream I had about a blue deer thing that didn't have a mouth." I noticed that they were paying a little too much attention to me, but kept going, " It talked using telepathy." I frowned a bit, "But the weird thing is, it all seemed real." I grinned, "Scary isn't it?"
"Yeah," Jake said half-heartedly, "Really scary."
"Well, this is my street, I'll see you guys tomorrow." I began to walk down there when
Marco came up to me, "So," He said walking with me, "do you have any other stories?"
Marco left an hour later after calling a friend of his, Cassie. As he talked on the phone, I was getting kind of sleepy and told him he should let himself out when he's done or whatever.
After he got off, he woke me and said that he and Jake would like to invite me to see the rest of their friends after school tomorrow. Of course, if I'd known what I was getting into, I wouldn't have come.
Like they said, 'Ignorance is Bliss'.sometimes.
AN: Please review. I'm trying really hard at this.
Being the new kid kind of sucks. There are people who come up to you in class and talk to you. There are those that ignore you and get on with their lives, I guess they're the normal ones.
In most of my classes, I'm ahead of the subject since at my old school we've already done them.
Of course, when you're bored like I was in the middle of Geometry, what are you going to do?
I pulled out a small compact notebook that you would see in CVS, you know, the black and white ones, and started to write.
As you can tell, I'm a writer. I love romance stories and the weird supernatural stories that involve all types of creepy things.
So, I wasn't paying attention when Coach Colbert came over to my desk with a yard ruler. I should've known, cause the room went deadly silent as the ruler slammed loudly on top of my notebook, making me scream.
I glared up at him as he and the rest of the class laughed.
"Now, what is this that was more important that you stopped paying attention in my class, Miss Leigh?" He picked up the book and read it for a minute. Then looked back at me, with a questionable look, "Aliens?" He smirked, "A story on Aliens enslaving humanity by taking over their minds?" He tossed the book on his desk, "Now tell us, even though this is a math class and not English, what it's about."
I felt my cheeks get really hot, God, did he have to put me on the spot like that?
I sat up, "It's about these little parasites that looked like..um." I looked nervously around, "I haven't come up with a name for them or what they look like, only that they're small and don't have any bones and that are highly intelligent." I said, "They came to Earth cause they need hosts, like a tick or something.." I bit my lower lip; "I haven't really thought too much on it since it was a spur of the moment thing."
He nods, "Yes, well, as entertaining at your story maybe, this is math, not English and since you're new here, I'll let it slide this once, but do it again and you'll get detention."
With that he tossed the notebook at me and went back to teaching.
A few minutes later, about ten minutes before class was over, I felt as if someone was staring at me. I looked around and saw two kids staring at me with a very serious expression on their faces.
One of them looked Hispanic with short black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He couldn't have been no more than a inch or so taller than me. He wore baggy black pants with an orange t-shirt and black shoes.
Beside him was a brown haired boy, that looked older then he really was, with chocolate brown eyes and pale skin. He wore blue jeans with a red shirt and another blue open button shirt with white sneakers.
For some reason, their gazes were not friendly, but they weren't dangerous either, more like they were thinking about something.
The bell ringed and it was time for lunch. I had fourth period lunch, so I had to go to my next class, which happens to be Biology, my least favorite class.
I sat next to the boy that was in my other class that was staring at me. I found out his name was Jake and that the other boy, who was sitting behind him, was his best friend Marco.
One of the girls next to me had said that the two had been friends since they were in diapers.
After that, I ignored the whole lesson and started taking notes on what I wanted in my story.
Sometime later, I began to doodle strange little aliens on the paper, bored stiff out of my mind.
I didn't notice until the bell had rung, that Jake and Marco were looking at me again, this time they looked at the paper as well.
On it was a slug, which I named York, they're the alien species that I thought up. Next to it was a centipede named, Maxtron.
I got up and hurried to lunch, maybe the lunch at this school doesn't suck, I thought, forgetting my notebook on my desk.
It was at the end of the day, and I had survived the first day of school. I was looking through my book bag, trying to find my notebook. "Damn." I muttered and started walking home.
"Hey Leigh!"
I turned and found Jake and Marco jogging up to me, "You forgot this in class." Jake said and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I smiled and turned then hesitated, "You guys live this way?"
Marco nods, "Yeah, why don't we walk with you."
We started talking about stuff, listening to Marco's bad jokes, and all. But mostly they were interested in my story.
"So, who are the heroes?" Jake asked.
Marco rolled his eyes, "Jake, man, who do you think?" He posed, "Tis' I! Super Marco!"
I shook my head, "I don't know yet." I told him truthfully, "But maybe when I get some sleep, I'll have something." I kept walking, "I always come up with something after I dream."
"Dream?" Jake raised a brow, "About what?"
I shrugged, "About weird things, like flying around in a space ship or talking to strange creatures. Like this one dream I had about a blue deer thing that didn't have a mouth." I noticed that they were paying a little too much attention to me, but kept going, " It talked using telepathy." I frowned a bit, "But the weird thing is, it all seemed real." I grinned, "Scary isn't it?"
"Yeah," Jake said half-heartedly, "Really scary."
"Well, this is my street, I'll see you guys tomorrow." I began to walk down there when
Marco came up to me, "So," He said walking with me, "do you have any other stories?"
Marco left an hour later after calling a friend of his, Cassie. As he talked on the phone, I was getting kind of sleepy and told him he should let himself out when he's done or whatever.
After he got off, he woke me and said that he and Jake would like to invite me to see the rest of their friends after school tomorrow. Of course, if I'd known what I was getting into, I wouldn't have come.
Like they said, 'Ignorance is Bliss'.sometimes.
AN: Please review. I'm trying really hard at this.
