Chapter One

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       Quick Sketch of Grimm off to the side.

       "HEY, GRIMM!!!" Nico shouted across the parking lot. I laughed and kept walking. "WOAH!" he shouted and fell off his bike, slamming into the hot, silver, flag pole. That idiot. I ran over to him, "Nico, are you okay?" "I'm fine, Grimm, just fine," he reached out to my hand, I expected him to pull himself up with it. Instead I was pulled forward onto the groud, landing in a mud puddle. "Hey!" I shouted while trying to get the mud out of my long, dark, black hair. "I hate you," I mumbled. He pretended to look hurt, then stood up, holding out his hand to help me up. He can trust me to not pull him into the mud, he knows that.

       I stood up. "You got mud all over me." Then I cursed. I mean, it wasn't a BAD BAD word. It just wasn't the nicest word ever.  "Nico..." I said trailing off. I had always had a little crush on him, I think he liked me too. I love him, not THAT way. But, he is my best friend. "What?" Nico asked, suspicisously. I didn't know what I was going to say. Then I spotted a new kid.

       "Hey who's that?" I said, glancing over his fine-tuned body. He seems so desirable. Why is he coming on the last day of school? Then, I figure out why. He doesn't go here. "That is just Nathan Greene. He movied in across the street from my house," Nico whispered loudly, interuping my thoughts. "Oh, so he is just here to pick up his girlfriend?" I mused. Then we got in his 1986 Ford LTD Crown Victoria. I think that it's a hearse whenever I ride in it.

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       I get a text, 'PARTY AT NATHAN'S' it says. It's from Nico. Go figure. 'Alright. I'm coming if you come.' is my reply. I mean, why not meet this new guy. He might turn out to be a total jerk. He could be extremely rude, but he better not turn Nico into a rude person.

       I wonder if this Nathan Greene goes to college. He does't seem like it. Only an hour until the party. Wow. I'll be the only Native American there I bet. People at our school are so racist. But, no more school for me. Only this party and I never have to see these people again. I better get ready for the party... Oh, boy.

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