This is my first fan fiction, so don't be too, harsh, but please review and
give me your thoughts! Hope you enjoy! (It might start off as slow, but it
will pick up....I promise)
"Psst!" Liberty whispered to Emma, poking her in the side. Emma winced and made a face. She wasn't sure why it was necessary for Liberty to poke her, since she was sitting right next to her. Emma decided to ignore it and accepted the note from Liberty anyway. She quietly unfolded it.
Emma,
Aren't you excited about this new school year? I'm thrilled to be returning to where I feel most comfortable- the wonderful classroom. How was your summer? I spent mine with my Aunt, and went to a marine biology camp, which was amazing! How was your vacation? Oh, what is going on with you and Manny? Do you two still have some unresolved issues? And what about you and Sean?
Emma bit her lip, ignoring the fact that Liberty was probably the biggest nerd ever, but Emma liked her. She took out a pen to write a response, when she was interrupted by her step-dad, Mr. Simpson.
"Ok! Since it is the first day, the rest of the period can be spent as free time for surfing the Web," he said, and the class cheered. Emma put her pen away and turned to Liberty.
"My vacation was ok. It was a little crazy, with Jack and everything. And about Manny and Sean..." she said, glancing around. She spotted Sean sitting in the back, staring blankly at screen with a bored expression on his face. Emma didn't see Manny anywhere, but lowered her voice anyway.
"It's pretty much that same as last year. Manny hates me, and so does Sean."
"Sean doesn't hate you. He obviously still loves you," Liberty said, glancing at him. Emma shook her head doubtfully.
"Yeah, right. He has a new girlfriend, anyway. I just have to face it- I'm completely out of the picture."
"Well, never give up hope, that's my motto. What about Manny....is she even here?" Liberty asked curiously, glancing around. Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"She's probably somewhere with her new boyfriend, Carter. I can't believe she's going out with him. Doesn't she see he's only bad news? I mean, look at his friends. They should form a club- Future Inmates of America or something," Emma said bitterly, shaking her head again. It still bewildered her that her best friend since practically birth has completely ditched her for some bad-boy slacker. Ok, so Emma and Manny had kind of mutually decided to stop hanging out, but still...it bothered her.
"He probably only likes her because her underpants are always hanging out," Liberty said, turning to the screen as she began to type. Emma smothered a laugh. Liberty was probably the only teenage who referred to thongs as "underpants."
"Whatever. It's not like I really care about Manny or Sean anymore, anyway," Emma lied as she began researching endangered turtles. "I'm so over both of them." But no matter how many time she said it (and she had said it a lot) she still couldn't quite convince herself it was true.
Paige leaned over at the waist and touched her toes, prepping herself up for the first cheerleading practice of the year. She was squad captain (obviously) and was ready to make the Spirit Squad the best it could be. She glanced around at the team, which had grown considerably since last year, and nodded happily. She saw some real talent.
"This squad is going to be amazing," she told Hazel, who was stretching beside her. "With my leadership, of course."
"Of course," Hazel replied a bit sarcastically. She nodded toward the center of the gym. "And with Manny's awesome skills.
Paige frowned and glanced at Manny, who had just turned a perfect cartwheel. Hazel sure knew how to hit a sore spot with Paige. She frowned and picked up her pom-poms.
"Who cares? Sure, Manny's ok," she fibbed, rolling her eyes. "But she's not that great." Still, Paige felt a little threatened. Without a word, she threw down the pom-poms and did a nice cartwheel and back-flip, with a perfect land. She smiled and walked back over to Hazel. "Like I said, I'll be leading this squad this year."
Across the gym, Manny turned another cartwheel. She landed nicely and then sat down, preparing to stretch her calve muscles. She glanced around the gym as she did, and spotted Paige and Hazel glaring at her. Manny shifted uncomfortable. The Paige-backlash after the whole Ashley/Craig thing hadn't been as bad as Manny had thought, but she still tried to steer clear of Paige.
Manny stretched out her legs and sighed. She still liked cheerleading, even though she had tried to quit last year. Her guidance counselor had basically threatened to shoot her if she did, because she said cheerleading was really the only thing Manny had going for her. Thinking back on it, Manny realized that was pretty insulting. Insulting but true. Her grades and effort had dropped when she had started hanging with Carter. She had to admit though, she still liked cheerleading. And she was good at it, which she never let Paige forget.
Manny stood up, and saw Carter walk into the gym, wearing baggy jeans, a tight, simple, black t-shirt, and looking incredibly hot. She smiled and gestured him over. She didn't want to seem like a snob or anything, but she loved knowing that all the girls in the gym were jealous of her at that moment. Who wouldn't be?
"Hey, pom-pom chick," he said when he approached her, swinging his car keys around on his finger. "I'm still giving you a ride, right?" Manny nodded and was about to reply when Paige and Hazel appeared out of nowhere. Paige was smiling at him flirtatiously.
"Hey, Carter," she purred, glancing him up and down. "Come to watch me- I mean the squad- practice?"
"No. Just Manny," he said casually, and Manny was pleased to see he wasn't very interested in Paige at all. Paige's smile faltered, but she regained her composure immediately. She glanced at Hazel and shrugged.
"Paige, Carter and I were trying to talk," Manny said pointedly, and Paige glared at her.
"Of course. What was I thinking? Have fun with your girlfriend, Craig. Oops!" she said as she patted Carters arm. She smiled apologetically and put her hand to her mouth. "I mean, Carter. It's hard to keep track these days." She gave Manny a final look before turning and flouncing away. Hazel glanced at them and quickly followed her friend.
"What a witch," he mumbled with a shrug. "Was she talking about that Craig kid you used to date?"
Manny blushed and shook her head, silently cursing Paige for bringing it up. "Who knows what she's talking about?" she finally replied flippantly. "Just go sit down and watch, ok?" She gave him a little nudge toward the bleachers. He gave her an odd look, but went and sat down anyway. Manny sighed with relief. Dodged that bullet, she thought. She glanced over at Paige and Hazel, who were still staring at Carter. She rolled her eyes and grabbed her pom-poms. Maybe she should have quit the Spirit Squad.
Roxie walked down the stairs to breakfast the next morning, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Once again, no one had bothered to wake her up, so she was most likely late. She walked down the staircase and listened for any noise of activity in the house. Maybe, if she was lucky, her entire family had been massacred in the night, and the killers had somehow spared her. She was disappointed, though, when she walked into the kitchen and saw her entire family sitting around the table. Roxie shuddered and hurried over to the cupboards, where she grabbed a bowel.
Roxie looked around the table and saw the only spot available was next to her slimy step-brother Nick. She unhappily sat down and tried to scoot over as far as possible in her seat. She could feel him leering at her over his coffee mug, and Roxie shuddered again. Ever since Nick had moved in with them a year ago, he had been making creepy passes at her on daily basis. Roxie tried to ignore him as she silently dug into her cereal.
Roxie hardly noticed when a few minutes later, her mother and step-father began yelling at each other, over money or something. She just took a sip of orange juice and watched as her step-father jumped from his seat and began waving an envelope at her mother. She was just about to take another bite of cereal when she felt a hand on her thigh. She reached down and pushed it away.
"Keep your hands to yourself, jerk," she said, gritting her teeth. "If you don't, I'll chop it off, ok?"
"Don't be such a prude," he said with a smirk, and he took another sip of his coffee. She rolled her eyes and sighed loudly. Suddenly, she was no longer hungry. As her parent's continued to fight, she walked over and tossed her bowel into the sink, not bothering to clean it up. She turned just as her step-father yelled something and then stalked down the hallway and out the front door. Roxie's mother, Jen, stared after him angrily.
"So, looks like your taking me to school," Roxie said with a sigh.
"Wrong. I have things to do. Nick can take you," her mother replied, jumping up from the table and hurrying up the staircase. Roxie glanced at Nick, who looked overly pleased. Roxie made a face.
"Looks like I'll be walking, then," she said, grabbing her book bag off the counter and hurrying toward the door.
"Psst!" Liberty whispered to Emma, poking her in the side. Emma winced and made a face. She wasn't sure why it was necessary for Liberty to poke her, since she was sitting right next to her. Emma decided to ignore it and accepted the note from Liberty anyway. She quietly unfolded it.
Emma,
Aren't you excited about this new school year? I'm thrilled to be returning to where I feel most comfortable- the wonderful classroom. How was your summer? I spent mine with my Aunt, and went to a marine biology camp, which was amazing! How was your vacation? Oh, what is going on with you and Manny? Do you two still have some unresolved issues? And what about you and Sean?
Emma bit her lip, ignoring the fact that Liberty was probably the biggest nerd ever, but Emma liked her. She took out a pen to write a response, when she was interrupted by her step-dad, Mr. Simpson.
"Ok! Since it is the first day, the rest of the period can be spent as free time for surfing the Web," he said, and the class cheered. Emma put her pen away and turned to Liberty.
"My vacation was ok. It was a little crazy, with Jack and everything. And about Manny and Sean..." she said, glancing around. She spotted Sean sitting in the back, staring blankly at screen with a bored expression on his face. Emma didn't see Manny anywhere, but lowered her voice anyway.
"It's pretty much that same as last year. Manny hates me, and so does Sean."
"Sean doesn't hate you. He obviously still loves you," Liberty said, glancing at him. Emma shook her head doubtfully.
"Yeah, right. He has a new girlfriend, anyway. I just have to face it- I'm completely out of the picture."
"Well, never give up hope, that's my motto. What about Manny....is she even here?" Liberty asked curiously, glancing around. Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"She's probably somewhere with her new boyfriend, Carter. I can't believe she's going out with him. Doesn't she see he's only bad news? I mean, look at his friends. They should form a club- Future Inmates of America or something," Emma said bitterly, shaking her head again. It still bewildered her that her best friend since practically birth has completely ditched her for some bad-boy slacker. Ok, so Emma and Manny had kind of mutually decided to stop hanging out, but still...it bothered her.
"He probably only likes her because her underpants are always hanging out," Liberty said, turning to the screen as she began to type. Emma smothered a laugh. Liberty was probably the only teenage who referred to thongs as "underpants."
"Whatever. It's not like I really care about Manny or Sean anymore, anyway," Emma lied as she began researching endangered turtles. "I'm so over both of them." But no matter how many time she said it (and she had said it a lot) she still couldn't quite convince herself it was true.
Paige leaned over at the waist and touched her toes, prepping herself up for the first cheerleading practice of the year. She was squad captain (obviously) and was ready to make the Spirit Squad the best it could be. She glanced around at the team, which had grown considerably since last year, and nodded happily. She saw some real talent.
"This squad is going to be amazing," she told Hazel, who was stretching beside her. "With my leadership, of course."
"Of course," Hazel replied a bit sarcastically. She nodded toward the center of the gym. "And with Manny's awesome skills.
Paige frowned and glanced at Manny, who had just turned a perfect cartwheel. Hazel sure knew how to hit a sore spot with Paige. She frowned and picked up her pom-poms.
"Who cares? Sure, Manny's ok," she fibbed, rolling her eyes. "But she's not that great." Still, Paige felt a little threatened. Without a word, she threw down the pom-poms and did a nice cartwheel and back-flip, with a perfect land. She smiled and walked back over to Hazel. "Like I said, I'll be leading this squad this year."
Across the gym, Manny turned another cartwheel. She landed nicely and then sat down, preparing to stretch her calve muscles. She glanced around the gym as she did, and spotted Paige and Hazel glaring at her. Manny shifted uncomfortable. The Paige-backlash after the whole Ashley/Craig thing hadn't been as bad as Manny had thought, but she still tried to steer clear of Paige.
Manny stretched out her legs and sighed. She still liked cheerleading, even though she had tried to quit last year. Her guidance counselor had basically threatened to shoot her if she did, because she said cheerleading was really the only thing Manny had going for her. Thinking back on it, Manny realized that was pretty insulting. Insulting but true. Her grades and effort had dropped when she had started hanging with Carter. She had to admit though, she still liked cheerleading. And she was good at it, which she never let Paige forget.
Manny stood up, and saw Carter walk into the gym, wearing baggy jeans, a tight, simple, black t-shirt, and looking incredibly hot. She smiled and gestured him over. She didn't want to seem like a snob or anything, but she loved knowing that all the girls in the gym were jealous of her at that moment. Who wouldn't be?
"Hey, pom-pom chick," he said when he approached her, swinging his car keys around on his finger. "I'm still giving you a ride, right?" Manny nodded and was about to reply when Paige and Hazel appeared out of nowhere. Paige was smiling at him flirtatiously.
"Hey, Carter," she purred, glancing him up and down. "Come to watch me- I mean the squad- practice?"
"No. Just Manny," he said casually, and Manny was pleased to see he wasn't very interested in Paige at all. Paige's smile faltered, but she regained her composure immediately. She glanced at Hazel and shrugged.
"Paige, Carter and I were trying to talk," Manny said pointedly, and Paige glared at her.
"Of course. What was I thinking? Have fun with your girlfriend, Craig. Oops!" she said as she patted Carters arm. She smiled apologetically and put her hand to her mouth. "I mean, Carter. It's hard to keep track these days." She gave Manny a final look before turning and flouncing away. Hazel glanced at them and quickly followed her friend.
"What a witch," he mumbled with a shrug. "Was she talking about that Craig kid you used to date?"
Manny blushed and shook her head, silently cursing Paige for bringing it up. "Who knows what she's talking about?" she finally replied flippantly. "Just go sit down and watch, ok?" She gave him a little nudge toward the bleachers. He gave her an odd look, but went and sat down anyway. Manny sighed with relief. Dodged that bullet, she thought. She glanced over at Paige and Hazel, who were still staring at Carter. She rolled her eyes and grabbed her pom-poms. Maybe she should have quit the Spirit Squad.
Roxie walked down the stairs to breakfast the next morning, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Once again, no one had bothered to wake her up, so she was most likely late. She walked down the staircase and listened for any noise of activity in the house. Maybe, if she was lucky, her entire family had been massacred in the night, and the killers had somehow spared her. She was disappointed, though, when she walked into the kitchen and saw her entire family sitting around the table. Roxie shuddered and hurried over to the cupboards, where she grabbed a bowel.
Roxie looked around the table and saw the only spot available was next to her slimy step-brother Nick. She unhappily sat down and tried to scoot over as far as possible in her seat. She could feel him leering at her over his coffee mug, and Roxie shuddered again. Ever since Nick had moved in with them a year ago, he had been making creepy passes at her on daily basis. Roxie tried to ignore him as she silently dug into her cereal.
Roxie hardly noticed when a few minutes later, her mother and step-father began yelling at each other, over money or something. She just took a sip of orange juice and watched as her step-father jumped from his seat and began waving an envelope at her mother. She was just about to take another bite of cereal when she felt a hand on her thigh. She reached down and pushed it away.
"Keep your hands to yourself, jerk," she said, gritting her teeth. "If you don't, I'll chop it off, ok?"
"Don't be such a prude," he said with a smirk, and he took another sip of his coffee. She rolled her eyes and sighed loudly. Suddenly, she was no longer hungry. As her parent's continued to fight, she walked over and tossed her bowel into the sink, not bothering to clean it up. She turned just as her step-father yelled something and then stalked down the hallway and out the front door. Roxie's mother, Jen, stared after him angrily.
"So, looks like your taking me to school," Roxie said with a sigh.
"Wrong. I have things to do. Nick can take you," her mother replied, jumping up from the table and hurrying up the staircase. Roxie glanced at Nick, who looked overly pleased. Roxie made a face.
"Looks like I'll be walking, then," she said, grabbing her book bag off the counter and hurrying toward the door.