"Hunny! Time to wake up!" Julie called, through the shut door, belonging to Charlie. "Rob will drive you to school, soon!" I just got here, and already school!
"Damn it." I groaned, stumbling out of bed. I had a shower, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. What to wear, what to wear? I decided upon, my favourite blue jeans, and a red tee. I had my long brown hair, straight and down.
"Charlotte! Time to go!" Jack called up the stairs. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs, stopping to grab a pop tart. Rob is a crazy driver, seriously I was practically praying for my life the whole ride!
"Now, Charlie remember we'll meet here after school." Rob said, while parking the car. "And, be careful of the some of the guys…"
"Whatever!" I shouted, walking away from the two of them. I hadn't even known them a week and this big brother stuff already came. I found my locker, pretty easily, but finding first period was a problem. I just wandered down the halls, lost. I figured, my brothers had already gone to class, seeing that the bell had rung. I'm not stupid seriously, it's just how in the world was I suppose to find my way around a new school, just like that?
"Need help?" Thankfully! I turned to see the boy, Scott. Max and Liz's son. Boy, was he looking good today! He had that 'I just woke up look, but I'm still looking hot!' look.
"Yes!" I replied, trying not to sound to eager. "That be nice." I say, trying to cover, my initial eagerness.
"What class?"
"English, C13?" I replied, and where the hell was class C13? I looked at him helplessly, and watched as he double checked his schedule, in hand.
"Same. Just, follow me." As, we walked all the way to the end of the school he explained to me the way the classes were numbered and where to find them. So, then it actually started making sense. Too bad, he couldn't always help me find my class.
"Mr. Evans, what bring you here so late?" Our first period teacher asks, not noticing me behind him.
"Mr. Williams, this is Charlotte Valenti, she's new." He replied, introducing me to the teacher. Mr. Williams, waved for Scott to go ahead and sit down.
"Class, this is Charlotte Valenti, a new student… from?" He asks, looking at me.
"Toronto, Canada." I replied, laughing inwardly at all there faces, looking at me in awe, cause I was a Canadian, eh? As, I was taking the seat directed to me, I noticed a guy in a football jacket grin at me.
"Hey, new kid!" He whispered, just quiet enough Mr. Williams didn't here, while smirking. Great welcoming! I sighed sitting in my seat, and hearing all the other football jocks snicker at me. 'New kids', this sucked.
"Don't worry, the name won't last long." I smiled, at the girl beside me. She looked like different, my kind of girl!
"Thanks!" I said smiling, Mr. Williams was droning on about essay writing at the front of the class.
"The name's Holly." She whispered, in reply. "You're Charlotte?"
"Call me Charlie, ok?" She nodded. The rest of the class, was sort of a daze. I had been day dreaming again, about my real family.
"Damn it." I groaned, stumbling out of bed. I had a shower, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. What to wear, what to wear? I decided upon, my favourite blue jeans, and a red tee. I had my long brown hair, straight and down.
"Charlotte! Time to go!" Jack called up the stairs. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs, stopping to grab a pop tart. Rob is a crazy driver, seriously I was practically praying for my life the whole ride!
"Now, Charlie remember we'll meet here after school." Rob said, while parking the car. "And, be careful of the some of the guys…"
"Whatever!" I shouted, walking away from the two of them. I hadn't even known them a week and this big brother stuff already came. I found my locker, pretty easily, but finding first period was a problem. I just wandered down the halls, lost. I figured, my brothers had already gone to class, seeing that the bell had rung. I'm not stupid seriously, it's just how in the world was I suppose to find my way around a new school, just like that?
"Need help?" Thankfully! I turned to see the boy, Scott. Max and Liz's son. Boy, was he looking good today! He had that 'I just woke up look, but I'm still looking hot!' look.
"Yes!" I replied, trying not to sound to eager. "That be nice." I say, trying to cover, my initial eagerness.
"What class?"
"English, C13?" I replied, and where the hell was class C13? I looked at him helplessly, and watched as he double checked his schedule, in hand.
"Same. Just, follow me." As, we walked all the way to the end of the school he explained to me the way the classes were numbered and where to find them. So, then it actually started making sense. Too bad, he couldn't always help me find my class.
"Mr. Evans, what bring you here so late?" Our first period teacher asks, not noticing me behind him.
"Mr. Williams, this is Charlotte Valenti, she's new." He replied, introducing me to the teacher. Mr. Williams, waved for Scott to go ahead and sit down.
"Class, this is Charlotte Valenti, a new student… from?" He asks, looking at me.
"Toronto, Canada." I replied, laughing inwardly at all there faces, looking at me in awe, cause I was a Canadian, eh? As, I was taking the seat directed to me, I noticed a guy in a football jacket grin at me.
"Hey, new kid!" He whispered, just quiet enough Mr. Williams didn't here, while smirking. Great welcoming! I sighed sitting in my seat, and hearing all the other football jocks snicker at me. 'New kids', this sucked.
"Don't worry, the name won't last long." I smiled, at the girl beside me. She looked like different, my kind of girl!
"Thanks!" I said smiling, Mr. Williams was droning on about essay writing at the front of the class.
"The name's Holly." She whispered, in reply. "You're Charlotte?"
"Call me Charlie, ok?" She nodded. The rest of the class, was sort of a daze. I had been day dreaming again, about my real family.
