I don't know yet (on hold)

Chapter 2: Abigal

I run grab my backpack and run downstairs, pajamas still on, to the front hall, but I'm stopped by Jessie, who's holding her phone.
"OMG! Now this sleepy student is going to social media!" she says, and she snaps a picture of me. I groan. Forget about what I said before. My sister is not normal.

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After, I get ready and fly out the door just in time for the bus. I run in and grab an empty seat in the middle, just like I always do. I wait, silently looking out the window, despite all the noise, to get to school. Once we stop, I trudge out of the bus and walk toward the main entrance of Chase Middle School. As soon as I push the door open, I'm greeted by the usual commotion of kids talking. I look around, and then see Alexander and walk towards her.
In case you're wondering, Alexander is my best friend in the whole world. And yes, her parents had a naming mishap, too. Apparently, the woman writing the birth certificates didn't hear Alexander's parents correctly, and instead of Alexandra, she wrote Alexander.
"Hey, Alexander!" I call. Alexander turns around and walks towards me.
"Hey! What's up, birthday girl?"
I shrug. "Nothing," I say, but then I freeze. Oh no. Not Brianna. Not on my birthday! I try to stay calm when she walks towards us with her group of trusty friends behind her. Ugh. For people who don't know Brianna, she's a devil that's black-haired, blue-eyed and wears designer clothes. She's the most popular girl in the sixth grade, and is even friends with a couple of the seventh graders and eighth graders.
"Guess what I found on Instagram this morning?" Brianna says, smirking. She holds up her phone (the iPhone 6 in gold, of course,), revealing what I had been desperately hoping had not been: the picture of me in my footie pjs with messy hair and my backpack that Jessie took. Agh!! Jessie is so going to pay for this.
Then, Brianna and her stupid friends all laugh hysterically like hyenas in girl costumes. "Oh, and look at the tag! '#SleepyStudent'! And unicorn patterned footies? OMG, that's hilarious." she added. Ok. That's it.
"Brianna, why don't you and your stupid friends go laugh like hyenas somewhere else!" I say. But nobody heard me, because I only said it in my head.
"Brianna, go away." said Alexander fiercely. Yes. I can always count on her to stick up for me.
Brianna made a face that looked like she'd just smelled 100 garbage cans. I wish. Then, she smirked and said sarcastically, "Well, have a great birthday, birthday girl!" and she and her friends sashay away, giggling, leaving me steaming mad.
"Boy, does she get on my nerves!" Alexander says angrily. Alexander never cries, gets upset, or is scared of Brianna and her friends. She's lucky. I'm the complete opposite. I hope I won't be crying on my birthday, but I probably will because this is turning out to be the worst birthday ever. Why couldn't April 17th be on a weekend?