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Claimer- Do own the plot and Artemis
APOV
I got up and grabbed my toiletries bag. Charlie was already at work so I had the house to my self. I turned on the shower and let the hot water loosen my muscles. When I got out I felt the grogginess from sleep slip away.
I brushed my hair and put it up into a ponytail. I clipped my bangs over my right eye. I wasn't going for the emo look; it's just how I always wore my hair. I decided that faded baggy hip huggers and a black sweatshirt were fine to wear to school so I slipped them on. I put on my black converse and grabbed my black and white checkered backpack and keys and walked outside.
Yesterday I didn't get a good look at my truck. I found that I actually liked it.
It was red and chipped in most places. It looked like a tank could run over it without as much as a scratch. Which was good considering I'm a danger magnet. I opened the driver door and threw my bag in. I had to do a little hop to get into it. I put the keys into the ignition and let it rip. It started instantly, but with a loud roaring sound. I was also glad to see that the radio was working. I flipped the station to 90.9 and listened to Supergirl by Saving Jane. I loved the song.
I pulled into the parking lot of the school just as the song was ending. I grabbed my bag and hopped out. No one was here yet. I made my way to the front office. It had started to rain and it made me feel a little better.
The lady at the front desk was not young, but not old either. She had red hair and horned rimmed glasses.
"May I help you?" She asked.
"Yeah. I'm Artemis Swan.I'm new."I smiled at her. She couldn't tell it was fake.
"Oh, yes. Here are you schedule and map of the school. I would like you to get this slip sighed by your teachers and turn it in at the end of the day." She smiled at me. I nodded.
"Thank you." I put on my best fake smile.
I walked back out to my truck. People were starting to pull in. I decided to sit in the safety of my truck until school started. I turned on my radio and listened to Addicted by Saving Abel. The bell rang and I made my way to first class.
First class- Math
Second class- Photography
Third class- History
Lunch
Forth class- English
Fifth class- Biology
Sixth class- P.E
Great. I had to go though P.E. At my old school I was captain of the soccer team and tennis team. Now I'm too clumsy to walk on flat ground. I bet they put my in that class to make my life a living hell even more then it was.
I huffed and walked into my class. My hair clang to my face and neck because of the rain.
I walked up to the teacher and put on, again, my best fake smile. She was tall and I guess you could call her pretty. She straight black hair and dark brown eyes.
"Hello. You must be Artemis Swan." I nodded and handed her my slip. "I am Mrs. Copper. You can sit next to Angela Weber. Angela! Can you raise your hand please?"
A girl with long wavy brown hair raised her hand. She seemed shy and nice. I got the impression that I would get along fine with her.
"Hi. I'm Angela. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand.
"Artemis Swan. Nice to meet you to." I smiled and this time it wasn't fake.
Class went by rather quickly. Angela helped me in the spots that I couldn't get and I thanked her.
The bell rang and I got out of my seat, told Angela bye, and walked out the door into the calming rain.
Photography wasn't anything special. A boy named Mike Newton wouldn't stop talking to me. He faintly resembled a dog. I found out that he had History, English, Biology, and P.E with me. Great.
History wasn't much better then photography. Mike wound stop talking about a Tenth grade graduation trip thing. Why did we need a tenth grade graduation? I have no idea. Was I going to go? No.
"Artemis?" Mike called.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Are you going to go to the Beach with us to celebrate passing the tenth grade?" He asked.
"When is it?" I asked not really caring.
"Saturday two weeks from now." He smiled.
"Sorry cant. Charlie will be gone and I am going to Seattle that day." It wasn't totally a lie. Charlie was going to be gone. I just wasn't going to go to Seattle.
"Okay. Maybe next time." He smiled and I nodded.
The bell rang and I got up to go to lunch. Angela and Mike offered me to sit with them but I turned it down. I told them that I thought that Lauren and Jessica might kill them and me if I did. Those two didn't seem to like me much. They nodded and I got some pizza and sat at a lobe table in the corner of the lunchroom.
I pulled out my favorite book Withering Heights. The book was beat up and battered. I have read it so many times that the binding was ready to fall off.
I got lost in the book and didn't even notice the bell ringing until someone accidentally knocked into my chair. I was pulled out of the book and got up. I grabbed my bag, dumped my try and made my way to English. I was a little happy when I saw that Angela had English too. I didn't have to deal with mike alone.
I gave the teacher my slip, he signed it, and I walked to the desk that was empty next to Angela.
We got a list of books to read over the summer. It was May so we only had a few more weeks left of school. I was surprised that I have already read most of them. Most were by Shakespeare and one of them was Withering Heights. I folded the list and stuffed it into my bag.
"So… What do you plan on doing during the summer?" Angela asked me. I just shrugged. "You can come over to my house when ever you want. It's better then hanging out with Lauren and Jessica." I smiled at that.
"Sure." I said. With that the bell rang and I was off to Biology without even waiting for anyone. I liked to walk in the rain alone.
I walked into the building and handed the slip to my teacher.
"I am Mr. Banner and your seat is over there." He said pointing to a totally empty desk in the back. Most of the other students had a partner. I was glad that I was able to be by myself.
Class went on and it was really boring. I had already learned all this stuff at my old school.
The bell rang and I made my way to P.E. The teacher signed my slip and told me that I could wait until tomorrow to start volleyball. I read Withering Heights most of class. When the bell rang I walked to the front office and handed the old lady, whose name I found out was Mrs. Banister, I gave her my slip and walked out to my car.
Once in the safety of my car I let out a sigh of relief. School sucked. Bad. Luckily I met Angela. She was probably going to be my only friend. Mike would probably annoy me to death, but I could put up with him.
I started my truck and it roared to life. I drove home listening to music.
A/N: Next chapter will be a few months a head. She is in tenth grade in chapters one and two, but next chapter she will be in eleventh grade and now seventeen.