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Runt of the Litter – (Chapter: 2. Why School Sucks)
Why School Sucks
Talise is the only one up when I leave for the first day of school. The younger kids don’t start school until next Monday so everyone else is sleeping until they have to get up.
"Don’t call me while I’m in a class unless its an emergency. If I get in trouble, I’ll gut you with a saber. I do have a period of nothingness from 2:45 to 3:45 so if your car doesn’t work or something call. Otherwise, I’ll be typing up my essay." Her eyes are soft with concern. She knows how much I hate the start of the school year.
"The car hasn’t even been driven before. I doubt it will spontaneously combust."
"Yes, but because this is the first time there might be something wrong that we don’t know."
"Since when were you a car expert?"
"Since never. It’s called common sense."
"If the car does spontaneously combust, I’ll give you my inheritance."
"Deal." Then, I leave.
There’s something exhilarating about being able to drive to school. It must have something to do with the knowledge that you are in control. You could have decided to take a left and come around another way, but you didn’t. Despite my euphoria, first day of school jitters still crash over me.
I park the car my Dad got me for my sixteenth birthday two years ago somewhere near the back of the parking lot in slip out unnoticed. My new locker is by the art room. Last night, Talise and I went over my schedule with a map of King to make sure I knew where I was going and what to bring with me when. After the disastrous first week back I had last year, I was more than willing to sacrifice my pride for this.
It isn’t until I’m on my way to my first class when the first catastrophe occurs.
"Hey, sped. Why are you in such a rush? Class doesn’t start for another 20 minutes," someone jeers. They know exactly why I’m heading to class already. Like vultures, if there’s one circling, I can guarantee more within minutes. With more urgency, I set off for my first class which is all the way on the other side of the building. Stupid, really, because predators love a good chase. Next thing I know, a foot sends me flying through the air. I force myself to keep it together as I collect my scattered belongs amidst the taunting laughter. It’s all free entertainment for them.
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:( Poor Ashley, what a horrible first day. I’m assuming the blond guy is Glen. I hope things get better once Spencer comes into the picture,looking forward to the next chapter. PMS :)