"Zoë! Wake up!"

I sat up and nearly fell off of my bed. "Huh? What?"

"Zoë, you need to get ready for school!" my mom yelled.

I groaned and shoved my face into a pillow. "Mom, five more minutes!"

"No, Zoë Cyd Thompson! If I give you five more minutes, you won't wake up. Now get moving!" my mom snapped.

I love my mother.

I grabbed the first pair of pants I saw (black skinny jeans), and my White Zombie shirt and a purple hoodie. I got dressed and straightened my hair.

"Zoë! You're gonna be late!" my mom yelled.

"I'm moving!" I yelled back. I ran out of my room, but came back because I forgot my bookbag.

Frank was waiting outside for me.

"What took you so long? Oh, that's right, you're a girl," Frank said jokingly.

"And you're not?" I asked him.

"Ouch." Frank pretended to start crying.

"Oh yeah, Mikey and Gerard are supposed to meet up with us," Frank told me.

"Don't they live next door to you?"

"Yeah, but their mom drives them to school. So they're gonna wait for us and then we can show them the wonderful school that we go to," Frank said sarcastically.

"Yay," I said and rolled my eyes.

Me and Frank hated school with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns (yeah, yeah, I watch too much Fairly Oddparents). All of the assholes that went there were...well, they were assholes. They always teased me, Frank, and all of our friends about the way that we dressed and just the way we acted. But only a few more months, and we are out of this dump.

Just then, we saw Mikey and Gerard waiting for us by the front gate. They had their backs turned to us, so they didn't see us. Yet.

I ran and jumped on Mikey's back.

"What the hell!" he yelled and almost dropped me. His glasses fell off, which was incredibly hilarious.

"Hi, Mikey," I whispered in his ear.

"Oh my god, is that you Zoë? Jesus, you scared the shit out of me!" he said. I jumped off his back and gave him a hug.

"Aww, did I scare the wittle baby?" I asked him.

"Shut up," he muttered. Gerard and Frank were laughing their asses off.

"Stop laughing you guys!" That just made Gerard and Frank laugh harder because now Mikey was whining.

"Alright, I guess we should go inside," I said reluctantly.

Belleville High School wasn't that big, so it wasn't that hard to show Mikey and Gerard where everything was.

"Mikey we have Creative Writing first," I said. "And we have English, Biology, and Trig together!"

Mikey smiled. "Good, at least I won't be alone."

"And I can introduce you to Ray and Bob," I said.

"Who's Ray and Bob?" Gerard interrupted.

"They're our other friends," Frank said.

"Oh...ok."

The bell rang then.

"Me and Gerard have PE first. Ick. Nothing like stinky sweat to wake you up first thing in the morning." Frank wrinkled his nose.

"See you guys later," I said.

"Later, gator."

Mikey and I walked to Creative Writing. We had started working on a short story unit, so that's all we did in class. Write short stories.

At the end of class, we turned our stories in.

"Hey, what did you write about?" I asked Mikey.

"Man, I don't even remember," Mikey said, shaking his head and pushing up his adorable glasses. I started laughing. Everyone turned and looked at me.

"Hey freak, stop laughing!" Jake said. Jake was a football player who was really popular and stupid.

"Fuck off Jake," I snapped.

"Miss Thompson, language!" the teacher said.

"Sorry."

The bell rang, and Jake accidently pushed me. I fell and dropped everything.

"Asshole!" I yelled after him, but he just laughed. Mikey stopped and helped me up.

Luckily, the rest of my classes that morning passed without anything happening.

Finally, lunch. All of my friends had lunch together, luckily. But we never ate any of the school food. We walked to Burger King since it was right down the road.

We got to Burger King as soon as Frank, Gerard, Bob, and Ray did. Plus, two of my girlfriends, Maria and Aimee were with them.

"Mikey, these are my other friends, Bob, Ray, Maria, and Aimee," I said.

"Hi," Mikey muttered. That was weird. He seemed really shy around these people, but when he met me and Frank, he was loud.

We all walked inside and grabbed a booth. I sat in the middle of Mikey and Frank.

"Hey Mikey, is everything OK?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm kinda shy around new people," he said.

"You wern't shy yesterday!"

"That's because only two people were around! And besides--"

"Ahem, what are you guys talking about?" Frank asked.

"Why do you want to know?" I replied.

"Because."

"Well, I'm not telling you," I said in an immature voice and stuck out my tounge.

Just then Bob and Ray came back with the food.

We all ate and talked about random stuff for a while, then we had to go back to school.

The day passed rather quickly. After my last class I met Mikey at his locker.

"Hi Michael," I said.

"Hi, Zoë. Hey, are you doing anything after school?"

"Nope, why?"

"Do you wanna come over to my house?"

"Yeah, sure! But I have to call my mom."

So I took out my Sidekick and called my mom and told here that I was going to Mikey's house.

Mikey grabbed his bookbag and we left.