Author's Note:
Let's all thank the Louisville Free Public Library!!!
Now if they could only find a way to make their computers run faster, I mean seriously! It takes like ten minutes just to upload one chapter! Ridiculous!
Enough complaining...
Now kiddies (actually I think one other person reads this story besides Sara, but thank you other person, you kick ass!) I'm going to introduce a new character, and let's all be nice to the new girl, mainly because I really haven't asked permission to put her in this story... So Sam, if you actually happen to read this... don't sue me or anything, alright?
And for the love of god Sam, quit telling people I pulled the Christmas tree on top of myself!!! I was two years old for christsakes! Don't make me show people that picture I took of you in the dress your mom made at your brother's wedding reception!
*Stares at the depressing look on Samantha's face in the photograph*
Mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!
God I hope Sam never reads this crap!
~ Jenna the Crazy Vampiric Monkey
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Weeks had passed, school was normal, and things were sadly normal as well for the small town of Eastwick and all its residents.
Jenna entered the house candidly, Sara following close behind as the two jabbered away.
"I mean, they actually just let everyone party in their house?" Jenna asked Sara in confusion.
"Pretty much, but its not like they don't have plenty of space to spare." Sara answered.
The telephone rang from the other room, Jenna ran to see who it was calling.
"Hello?" Jenna said into the receiver. "What!" she then exclaimed in shock. "You're kidding, why?"
She then hung up the phone as her mother entered the room.
"Who was that?" Jenna's mom asked the two girls.
"It was Sam, she says her parents have to move and they wanna look for homes around here." Jenna quickly answered.
"Why on earth would they want to move?" her mother questioned, Jenna only shrugged blankly.
"She said they're coming down here this weekend to check things out." She added.
"Sam's your friend from New York, right?" Sara asked, Jenna nodded.
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The blue car pulled up in the small driveway by the deck, the back door opened and out stepped a girl with curly red hair that fell wildly to her waist.
"Whoa, her hair really is orange!" Sara gasped as soon as she caught sight of the girl coming up the deck towards the house.
"Hey!" the girl whined in defense.
"Sorry Sam." Jenna muttered through her laughter, the girl only smiled. "Sara, this is Samantha." Jenna introduced the two girls.
"Hey." Samantha nodded, Sara only waved.
"So, how is everything with school?" Samantha's mother asked Sara and Jenna.
"The usual, its not really all that different from our old school." Jenna said with a gesture towards Samantha.
"Anything's better than our school, every morning the principle comes on the speaker half drunk... 'And have a happy day!' he always ends each announcement!" Sam complained, Jenna nodded in agreement.
"Well, I like the area, and if you girls think the school's expectable, then maybe we will move to Eastwick after all." Mrs. Heath told them, Jenna and Samantha grinned at each other eagerly.
"Whoa, your hair's back to its natural color!" Sam said as Jenna walked her and her parents back to their car.
"Yeah, it's growing back too." Jenna answered.
"I'm gonna have to dye it again!" Sam jokingly remarked.
"No! Please Leave!" Jenna shrieked sarcastically while pushing her towards the blue car, Samantha only laughed.
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One month later...
The first bell rang throughout the entire school, everyone fumbled from their lockers to their classes.
"We have a new student today." The teacher announced to the crowded classroom.
"Another one?" Jake whined as he scrapped the sharp metal end of his compass against the chipped wood of his desk, not even looking up to see what the new student looked like.
"Tell the class your name..." the teacher persisted, the new girl cleared her throat shyly.
"Samantha Heath." The girl muttered dryly, the teacher motioned her to her seat.
"So, how was your first class?" Jenna asked Samantha as they walked down the hall together.
"Sucked, as usual." Sam replied.
"Hey!" the two girls heard from behind them, Sara came running towards them in panic.
"What the?" Sam muttered.
"What'd ya do now?" Jenna asked the blonde who rushed up to them.
"Nothing, why does everyone think I'm breaking the law!" Sara shrilled, just then she caught sight of one of the school's security guards. "Whoop, gotta go!" Sara screeched, she then took off running clumsily down the hallway, the security guard began to pursue her.
"I wonder what she did?" Sam questioned.
"Knowing Sara... I don't wanna know!" Jenna answered, they then continued to their destination.
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Samantha entered the somewhat crowded music room, everyone was casually scattered about the room engaged in conversation.
Simon quickly noticed the new girl, her dress was different from what the other girls at the school usually wore. He glanced at her from afar, her baggy black jeans and oversized black Tool t-shirt barely visible from underneath her curly red hair.
Samantha stared around the room in a daze, it was definitely different from the music rooms she was used to at her old schools, there weren't any sections for each instrument, and band and orchestra seemed the practice in the same room.
"Hi, you new?" Simon asked her, Samantha quickly turned towards him.
"Oh, yeah... "She muttered shyly.
"Its okay to feel lost, my mom isn't really what you would call a conventional music teacher." Simon assured her.
"Your mom is the music teacher?" Sam asked in bewilderment.
"Yeah, I'm not proud of it..." he joked, Samantha smiled at him.
"Okay everybody find a seat!" the woman exclaimed as she burst through the music room's double doors, her hair was almost the same color as Samantha's only wildly frizzy and almost un-kept.
The students slowly found their seats, Simon followed as Samantha only stood in shock.
"You must be the new girl they told me about, I'm the music teacher." The woman said as she held out her hand.
"You're Ms. Spofford?" Sam asked in astonishment as she shook her hand.
"I prefer Jane." The teacher said with a smile. "And you must be Samantha." She asked, Sam nodded. "Everyone this is Samantha, she comes to us from New York City, isn't that cool!" Ms. Spofford told the class in a somewhat dorky nature, Simon cringed at the sound of his mother's un-cool laugh.
Samantha laughed slightly as she searched for a seat.
"I'm sure you're probably wondering why band and orchestra are in the same class..." Jane began, Sam took a seat beside Simon. "Its just that the high school's number of music students are too small to have separate classes... not to mention I'm the only music teacher they have..." she finished with a smile, Simon sighed with annoyance.
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"That's gotta be weird for ya, I mean her being your mom and all." Sam said to Simon as they walked together down the hall. "How does she grade you?"
"The same as everyone else... badly." He joked. "So, here's the cafe..." he said with distraction as they came upon the double doors leading into the lunchroom.
"Oh, thanks." Sam muttered. "I don't usually need someone to point the way its just I haven't seen my friends around..." she explained.
"Who are your friends?" he asked politely.
"Jenna..." she began.
"Ah, Tim's girl!" Simon interrupted suddenly.
"Then there's Sara..." Sam continued.
"Ah, Tim's enemy!" he added.
"Who's Tim?" she questioned.
"You don't know?" he asked in shock. "That's a first!"
"What?" Sam asked even more confused then before.
"I mean I've never met a new girl who hasn't at least met him..." Simon muttered.
"How is Jenna his 'girl'?" she wondered in suspicion.
"Oh, that's just what me and Jake call her, our way of pissing off Tim..." he answered.
Just then Samantha saw Jenna and Sara walking down the hallway towards them.
"We've been looking everywhere for you!" Jenna called to Samantha.
"You obviously haven't been looking very hard then." Sam answered.
"I see you met Simon." Sara responded while looking the boy over.
"Call me Sy." He told them.
"Call me Sam then, everyone does anyway..." Samantha replied.
"Well Sam, I better get in there before they send out a search party, see ya later." Simon said, waving to them before entering the cafeteria.
"Looks like you made a new friend." Jenna said to Samantha with a mischievous smile.
"Who's Tim?" Sam questioned suddenly, the same smile on her face now.
"I don't know who you're talking about..." Jenna dismissed, walking off into the lunchroom as the two girls followed.
"Yes you do! Don't lie!" Sam persisted, Sara only laughed at them.
Let's all thank the Louisville Free Public Library!!!
Now if they could only find a way to make their computers run faster, I mean seriously! It takes like ten minutes just to upload one chapter! Ridiculous!
Enough complaining...
Now kiddies (actually I think one other person reads this story besides Sara, but thank you other person, you kick ass!) I'm going to introduce a new character, and let's all be nice to the new girl, mainly because I really haven't asked permission to put her in this story... So Sam, if you actually happen to read this... don't sue me or anything, alright?
And for the love of god Sam, quit telling people I pulled the Christmas tree on top of myself!!! I was two years old for christsakes! Don't make me show people that picture I took of you in the dress your mom made at your brother's wedding reception!
*Stares at the depressing look on Samantha's face in the photograph*
Mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!
God I hope Sam never reads this crap!
~ Jenna the Crazy Vampiric Monkey
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Weeks had passed, school was normal, and things were sadly normal as well for the small town of Eastwick and all its residents.
Jenna entered the house candidly, Sara following close behind as the two jabbered away.
"I mean, they actually just let everyone party in their house?" Jenna asked Sara in confusion.
"Pretty much, but its not like they don't have plenty of space to spare." Sara answered.
The telephone rang from the other room, Jenna ran to see who it was calling.
"Hello?" Jenna said into the receiver. "What!" she then exclaimed in shock. "You're kidding, why?"
She then hung up the phone as her mother entered the room.
"Who was that?" Jenna's mom asked the two girls.
"It was Sam, she says her parents have to move and they wanna look for homes around here." Jenna quickly answered.
"Why on earth would they want to move?" her mother questioned, Jenna only shrugged blankly.
"She said they're coming down here this weekend to check things out." She added.
"Sam's your friend from New York, right?" Sara asked, Jenna nodded.
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The blue car pulled up in the small driveway by the deck, the back door opened and out stepped a girl with curly red hair that fell wildly to her waist.
"Whoa, her hair really is orange!" Sara gasped as soon as she caught sight of the girl coming up the deck towards the house.
"Hey!" the girl whined in defense.
"Sorry Sam." Jenna muttered through her laughter, the girl only smiled. "Sara, this is Samantha." Jenna introduced the two girls.
"Hey." Samantha nodded, Sara only waved.
"So, how is everything with school?" Samantha's mother asked Sara and Jenna.
"The usual, its not really all that different from our old school." Jenna said with a gesture towards Samantha.
"Anything's better than our school, every morning the principle comes on the speaker half drunk... 'And have a happy day!' he always ends each announcement!" Sam complained, Jenna nodded in agreement.
"Well, I like the area, and if you girls think the school's expectable, then maybe we will move to Eastwick after all." Mrs. Heath told them, Jenna and Samantha grinned at each other eagerly.
"Whoa, your hair's back to its natural color!" Sam said as Jenna walked her and her parents back to their car.
"Yeah, it's growing back too." Jenna answered.
"I'm gonna have to dye it again!" Sam jokingly remarked.
"No! Please Leave!" Jenna shrieked sarcastically while pushing her towards the blue car, Samantha only laughed.
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One month later...
The first bell rang throughout the entire school, everyone fumbled from their lockers to their classes.
"We have a new student today." The teacher announced to the crowded classroom.
"Another one?" Jake whined as he scrapped the sharp metal end of his compass against the chipped wood of his desk, not even looking up to see what the new student looked like.
"Tell the class your name..." the teacher persisted, the new girl cleared her throat shyly.
"Samantha Heath." The girl muttered dryly, the teacher motioned her to her seat.
"So, how was your first class?" Jenna asked Samantha as they walked down the hall together.
"Sucked, as usual." Sam replied.
"Hey!" the two girls heard from behind them, Sara came running towards them in panic.
"What the?" Sam muttered.
"What'd ya do now?" Jenna asked the blonde who rushed up to them.
"Nothing, why does everyone think I'm breaking the law!" Sara shrilled, just then she caught sight of one of the school's security guards. "Whoop, gotta go!" Sara screeched, she then took off running clumsily down the hallway, the security guard began to pursue her.
"I wonder what she did?" Sam questioned.
"Knowing Sara... I don't wanna know!" Jenna answered, they then continued to their destination.
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Samantha entered the somewhat crowded music room, everyone was casually scattered about the room engaged in conversation.
Simon quickly noticed the new girl, her dress was different from what the other girls at the school usually wore. He glanced at her from afar, her baggy black jeans and oversized black Tool t-shirt barely visible from underneath her curly red hair.
Samantha stared around the room in a daze, it was definitely different from the music rooms she was used to at her old schools, there weren't any sections for each instrument, and band and orchestra seemed the practice in the same room.
"Hi, you new?" Simon asked her, Samantha quickly turned towards him.
"Oh, yeah... "She muttered shyly.
"Its okay to feel lost, my mom isn't really what you would call a conventional music teacher." Simon assured her.
"Your mom is the music teacher?" Sam asked in bewilderment.
"Yeah, I'm not proud of it..." he joked, Samantha smiled at him.
"Okay everybody find a seat!" the woman exclaimed as she burst through the music room's double doors, her hair was almost the same color as Samantha's only wildly frizzy and almost un-kept.
The students slowly found their seats, Simon followed as Samantha only stood in shock.
"You must be the new girl they told me about, I'm the music teacher." The woman said as she held out her hand.
"You're Ms. Spofford?" Sam asked in astonishment as she shook her hand.
"I prefer Jane." The teacher said with a smile. "And you must be Samantha." She asked, Sam nodded. "Everyone this is Samantha, she comes to us from New York City, isn't that cool!" Ms. Spofford told the class in a somewhat dorky nature, Simon cringed at the sound of his mother's un-cool laugh.
Samantha laughed slightly as she searched for a seat.
"I'm sure you're probably wondering why band and orchestra are in the same class..." Jane began, Sam took a seat beside Simon. "Its just that the high school's number of music students are too small to have separate classes... not to mention I'm the only music teacher they have..." she finished with a smile, Simon sighed with annoyance.
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"That's gotta be weird for ya, I mean her being your mom and all." Sam said to Simon as they walked together down the hall. "How does she grade you?"
"The same as everyone else... badly." He joked. "So, here's the cafe..." he said with distraction as they came upon the double doors leading into the lunchroom.
"Oh, thanks." Sam muttered. "I don't usually need someone to point the way its just I haven't seen my friends around..." she explained.
"Who are your friends?" he asked politely.
"Jenna..." she began.
"Ah, Tim's girl!" Simon interrupted suddenly.
"Then there's Sara..." Sam continued.
"Ah, Tim's enemy!" he added.
"Who's Tim?" she questioned.
"You don't know?" he asked in shock. "That's a first!"
"What?" Sam asked even more confused then before.
"I mean I've never met a new girl who hasn't at least met him..." Simon muttered.
"How is Jenna his 'girl'?" she wondered in suspicion.
"Oh, that's just what me and Jake call her, our way of pissing off Tim..." he answered.
Just then Samantha saw Jenna and Sara walking down the hallway towards them.
"We've been looking everywhere for you!" Jenna called to Samantha.
"You obviously haven't been looking very hard then." Sam answered.
"I see you met Simon." Sara responded while looking the boy over.
"Call me Sy." He told them.
"Call me Sam then, everyone does anyway..." Samantha replied.
"Well Sam, I better get in there before they send out a search party, see ya later." Simon said, waving to them before entering the cafeteria.
"Looks like you made a new friend." Jenna said to Samantha with a mischievous smile.
"Who's Tim?" Sam questioned suddenly, the same smile on her face now.
"I don't know who you're talking about..." Jenna dismissed, walking off into the lunchroom as the two girls followed.
"Yes you do! Don't lie!" Sam persisted, Sara only laughed at them.