TiGeRlIlY99- haha yes well im glad at least one perons likes it and sorry for the delay school sports just started up XD
I began to get a headache after a while and must of dozed off because when I opened my eyes the sun had began to rise. I looked down at the book and my lap and stared at it unfazed until I heard a knock at our door.
"I'll get it!" Emily yelled from the kitchen and raced toward our front door. I looked over my shoulder and watched her let in a boy with sandy blond hair that hung half way down his neck. He wore slightly baggy jeans accompanied by some beat up sneakers and a simple plain black T -shirt. Before I could say hi Emily had already taken my place.
"Hey Dan!" She said happily. He smiled at her.
"Sup squirt." He said shutting the door behind her. She was about to reply but I glanced at the clock and spoke out.
"Em, grab your crap were gonna be late." She raised her eyebrow at me and opened her mouth to make some snappy come back until our mother walked in.
"Emily don't forget your cleats this time alright. Oh hello Dan." Dan nodded at her.
"Morning Mrs. Holiday." With a kind smile, Mother grabbed Emily's soccer bag and forced her upstairs much to her protest. Dan walked over to me and dropped himself on the couch practically landing on me.
"Ugh really?" I asked as my book was knocked to the floor. I wasn't to sure if he was laughing at the book or my expression. Neither seemed funny to me. He got off and picked my book off the floor and placed it in my back pack.
"You look like crap." He said zippering up my back pack and not looking at me. I rested my head on the back of the couch.
"I love your honesty." He shrugged. If it was anyone else it would have been an insult. But Dan's my best friend and he knows I would say the same thing to him.
"Wanna talk about it?" He asked. I looked up at the ceiling and tried counting the tiles.
"No." I said. He leaned back and crossed his arms and stared at me. "Don't start Dan." I warned him. He didn't look away. I felt a smile tug at my lips and looked at him. I let out a small laugh.
"Your such a creeper." He smiled. "But no every things fine." He didn't believe me. I'm not sure I even believed myself but he let it go. Emily poked her head from the side of the stair case.
"Bri!" She called from her position. Dan and I looked at her from the couch.
"What?" I asked.
"Um, can I bring your soccer ball to school?" I gave her a questioning look. "Please! None of the other eighth graders will have a purple soccer ball!" She begged.
"Nope." She frowned and let out a small ok and turned to go upstairs when I stopped her, "Em, what's your favorite color?" I asked. She bit her bottom lip in thought.
"Hmmm, green." She said and turned to go get her stuff.
"She's been wanting to take that thing to practice forever; why not just let her have it. You don't use it anymore." I shrugged.
"I have my reasons." I stood up and grabbed my backpack and yelled for my sister who, after five minutes, finally came down stairs. After yelling by for my mom to hear, I left with Dan and Emily walking behind me.
Emily hopped into Dan's Blue Ultima while I casually sat in the front. Dan got in and put his keys in the ignition and pulled out of our drive way. Emily reached for the radio and I quickly grabbed her hand.
"I know what your going to put on." She furrowed her brow.
"I thought you liked nightmare." She pointed out. I let go of her arm.
"Not at seven in the morning." With a slight "hmph" She sat down. Dan looked in his mirror at her.
"Don't worry Em. When we pick you up I'll let you blast whatever song you like." She grinned. Dan gave me a side look. "And I might even let you drive.
"Really!" Emily asked. I glared at him.
"Like hell she will! Not until I get to." Dan and Emily both laughed.
We pulled up to Riverside Middle School and dropped Emily off. On our way to our school I decided to ask Dan if he wanted to eat over.
"Of course we'd have to stop at the store and grab food first." Pulling into the parking lot he pulled out his keys and looked at me.
"And you Dad's not gonna be home." I nodded.
"Yerp." I said and got out.
"Well alright I don't see why not." He said as he adjusted his back pack that sat on his right shoulder. We walked in and did the usual: separated into our locker rooms to drop off our stuff, walked around the school and then headed into home room.
My day went by rather quickly especially since I already summed up history and English as a sophomore and Math last year. So, I basically had all science classes. The subject interested me greatly. My teachers saw that I had talent in the field but at the same time I hated the fact that I had the same interest as my father.
When the bell rang signaling that last period was over, I quickly packed up so I could head to the locker room and then meet Dan to head to practice when I was stopped by Ms. Shrinzy.
"Can I have a word with you quickly Brianna?" In my heads I rolled my eyes but outside I smiled.
"Sure." I said stopping in front of her desk. She took out an envelope.
"I received a letter from a high ranking scientist who had been working on the same classified project as your father at the University of Hexington who looked over your latest lab report. He was very impressed with your work of late." She said with a smile She handed me the letter and I read it. My mouth dropped. Some old guy named Dr. Fell wanted me to attend this college that I only thought kids from rich private schools were able to go to.
"Holy hell." I said. She laughed.
"Congratulations Brianna." I swallowed and quickly placed it in my bag. After a few more words between us I quickly walked/ jogged down the hallway. I came into the locker room were all the other girls were getting ready for their practice. Silently I walked by them and to my locker.
"Bri guess what!" Resisting the urge to wack my head on my locker I looked at The girl with curly blond hair and bright red lipstick.
"What Heather?" I asked my team mate with a couple others behind her. She looked around as if someone gave a damn about what she was saying. I no I didn't.
"I heard Kayla is going to fight Quin and..." They began to carry on the conversation while I attempted to get dressed. I gave a little Uh huhs here and there but I wasn't really paying attention. It was all words any way. No one would hit anyone. I knew that for sure but they would always try to get me on their side.
Kayla was just the type of person who wanted to fight everyone. She never did because she knew no one would ever try to fight her. I didn't like her very much and never wanted to deal with her. Luckily for me I'm the only one who ever hit her so she doesn't talk to me anymore. We were freshmen and she was sitting behind me one day.
Dan had a cold and sneezed and lets just say he should have had a tissue. She was making a big deal out of such a little thing as if Dan wasn't embarrassed enough especially since he was sitting next to a girl he liked who he finally got the courage to talk to.
I simply told her to calm down and she swatted me on the back of the head. I could've handled the situation differently but my fourteen year old mind caused me to jump out of my seat and slap her off of hers.
So now, every time she's up to something everyone wants me involved except for me. I shut my locker and walked away and out the door were Dan was waiting.
"What's with all the yelling.?" I put an elastic in my mouth and started to put my hair up in a pony tail. I shrugged and took the elastic out of my mouth.
"I guess Kayla is bitching about something that only her tiny mind can muster." I bent down to tighten my shin guards and started to walk away. Dan followed. We walked in our socks to the field. "Guess what?" I asked him and pulled out my paper. He read it and gasped.
"Holy Hell!" I took it back.
"I know right." He rubbed his neck.
"Wish I was that smart." I shook my head.
"You are Dan." He replied with a "mhm."
"I think you are and you know no ones opinion matters but you... mostly mine though." He wrapped his arm around my neck playfully. Laughing, I tried my best to get out of his grip. When I did, he chased me all the way to the fields. I kept running until Dan couldn't anymore and started to jog circles around him. "Fatty."
"Shut.. Up." He snickered.
"Haha alrighty fine." I stopped.
"Holiday stop picking on the boys they get the idea." Coach Madison yelled. My teammates laughed and I gave Dan a smirk and jogged over to the girl's field.
"See ya after." As I ran I noticed Dan watching me the whole time, that is until his friends tackled him to the ground.
"It smells like sweaty dude!" I said sitting in Dan's car as we went to pick up my sister.
"Bri, you don't exactly smell so good yourself." I sniffed my shirt.
"Actually that is me." He took out his cologne from the glove compartment and aimed it at me. "Don't you dare." He did and now I really smelt like guy. I gave him a disgusted look.
"Ah that's better." He said dropping it into the glove compartment.
"Oh wait stop for a second." We pulled of at a sports store and I quickly ran in with my back pack before he could say anything. After ten minutes I came out empty handed.
"Um..." I looked at him and pulled out some gum. "You made me stop for gum?" I nodded.
"Yep." I said chucking a piece at him.
"We came to a stop at the back of Emily's school were she was sitting on a bench. She walked over to the car and hopped in.
"How was practice?" I asked her.
"Great! My coach says that I'm as good as you were if not better." Dan gave a snicker which I ignored.
"Awesome kiddo! I think you've earned this." Emily scooted over and looked over my shoulder were I pulled a green soccer ball out of my back pack. Her face was brighter then a Christmas tree. She wrapped her skinny arms around my neck.
"Thank you! Thank you! thank you soooo much Bri! I can't believe you got me this!" With one eye closed I tried not to fall over in her grip.
"Your welcome Em." I said and handed it to her. After picking up what we needed and allowing Emily to buy her freaking frosted flakes, we headed home. Dan was outside on the front lawn with Emily who was trying out her new soccer ball while I walked in holding the letter behind my back in order to show my mom only to find her crying at the table with a phone next to her. I walked into the kitchen cautiously.
"Mom? What's wrong?" I sat down next to her and placed a hand on her back. She sniffled and shook her head.
"Your brother passed away this afternoon."
Cliff hanger :) I'm so excited the tattoo i mentioned earlier that Holiday has is wat I'm gonna get saturday