Through The Fence

Chaper one

(AN) the preface is her dream

And when it says (1503) that's the year and yeah she's dreaming then to:) ...

-ari

                                              CHAPTER ONE

           

             

                I wake up sweating and crying. Anther creepy dream. I swear I

haven't gotten any descent sleep since before my 16th birthday.

         I sit up and sigh. Oh well, at least it's my last day of homeschooling

for the rest of the summer, then I guess I can just sleep in and spend the 

rest of the summer doing whatever the fuck I want!

                  I truly hate homeschooling. It's boring and because of it I only   

have not even a handful of friends. So as you can see I am a social zero.

              I get out of bed and on my way to get breakfast,I stop and look in

the mirror. My light brown hairs a little messy, and my face is clean and

makeup free. Theres still tear marks under my light blue eyes that I wipe

off with the side of my hand. Normally I'd use my sleeve, but I happen to

be wearing my bright bright pink tank top( and also my hello kitty PJ

pants) so no sleeves.

             I look around at my room now. It's clean for the most part but the

gray carpet could use a vacuum, and the paint on the hot pink walls are

a bit chipped due to the fact that I took my old posters down a tad to

fast, if you know what I mean. I'm defiantly NOT making my bed today. I

feel like being lazy cause' what the hell? It's summer! (well almost)

           I want food. Preferably some sunny-side up eggs. If we have any

left that is. "mom!" I yell as I walk into the kitchen. "do we have any

eggs?" she's the only parent I have since my dad left my mom when she

was pregnant with me. Only they didn't know when he left. But mom

thinks he might of stayed if he would have known but of course that's a

lode of Bullshit. He wouldn't of stayed.

             "starr stop yelling across the house. Walk over to me and ask the

question or I won't answer" well I guess now you know were I get my

attitude from.

               "sure mom. I'll walk ten feet to ask a question that you already

heard" I walk over to where she sitting in a beanbag in the living room.

              "if I were you I wouldn't get mouthy when I can add any amount

of days to your schooling this summer. Is that what you want? And yes

we have some eggs left."