chapter 1
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Cassandra
i woke up that day feeling refreshed as I got out my camouflage bed. Just then my daily wake up call comes on. That's my mother's version of an alarm clock. Basically, speakers in my bedroom allow her to yell at me through the walls; but I can do the same to her. "Caaaaaassss come on you're going to be late! Oh, and I heard they are bringing new recruits today for me to torture oh and 21 more days till christmas " I grumbled as I stepped out of bed. Mom could be sooo awesome......sometimes. As I walked down 4 whole levels worth of stairs to the kitchen, all I could think about was the fact that it was almost christmas. And I think mom is officially obsessed with Christmas, she has memorized the whole calendar. And she starts counting the days as soon as christmas ends. But as I walked into the kitchen ready to ask her billions of questions, like I do every morning I smell waffles... glorious waffles! I sit down at the table and as I lick my lips ready to dig in, mom comments on my 99% percent on my language arts test i completed exactly 12.56 hours ago. "CASS YOU HAVE TO TRY HARDER! MISTAKES ARE NOT ALLOWED IN THIS FAMILY!!!" "Mom I know okay, I can't be perfect." I guess she didn't know about the bullying then.. oh well I could handle myself. As I headed out the door mom yelled, ''Make sure to do good on that history project!!!". "I will thanks." I muttered as I closed the door. School is awesome, besides the fact that I'm bullied for being super smart, everything is fine. All of my teachers adore me. But as far as relationships go, there's only one guy that I know of that I could ever have a crush on and maybe have a future with, but I'm probably am just imagining things, his name is Alexander Henderson. Just about the cutest guy in the whole school. So as I left school earlier today I felt kinda dreamy because he sat by me at lunch today. Well sort of, I mean it was only because his best friend was there but still. Oh man I just remembered! I have to make dinner tonight for my mom and me. Shoot! Maybe I can make another maid do it for me, after all they are pretty handy with that sort of stuff.But sadly mom just had to hack the school system that night and manage to see that I got detention for punching a guy in the face. Uh oh there goes maid service, ''You punched a innocent 18 year old jock?!?!" "Yeah,... maybe." I muttered. "Honey I know that look, what did that weak sucker do to you?" " He told me to quit football, and that I may as well go make a football out of all those geeky books I read" "And..." " I punched him and told him he would need to read quite a few to get those brain cells back." I couldn't help but laugh as I said this. "You make me proud!" my mother yelled as she took to making dinner. Huh, maybe I should punch jerks more often, I laughed as I flipped open a book.Then mom and I ate dinner like we always do, trying to best the other with competitions having to do with food. Tonight's was: who could eat the fastest while holding the other person upside down while they timed you, of course mom won because she had a lot of upper body strength. While I struggling to hold her up of course lost. Thats how things usually went but sometimes I got lucky. Anyway, mom just had to shout at the top of her lungs as usual, "I WON!!!!! Oh Cass, you're going to have to try harder next time." I just sighed and rolled my eyes at this which earned me twenty push ups using one hand with a plate on my head. " You got something better?" "Thank you for giving me some entertainment tonight, it was much needed." Urg nothing I ever tried seemed to be enough to finally beat her. Now it was time for the two hour season finale of criminal minds, oh man, mom and I had been really looking forward to this. Her triumph soon forgotten, thank goodness, she vaulted to the couch showing off her acrobatic skills, I did the same except added a triple vault off the coffee table and landed thank goodness not on her but right next to her. We just laughed. "You have more acrobatic grace then I have muscle Cass, you would make a perfect agent." After watching the thrilling conclusion to season three, It was time for me to "go to bed". "Night mom!" "Night Hon, nice moves today, by the way." "Thanks." I couldn't help but smile as she said this. I wonder why mom ever had wanted such a big house, I finally reached my bedroom after climbing all those stupid stairs. My bedroom was pretty simple, I had my own private library, just kidding! Really, its just a bookshelf. My bed is a simple military themed bed with a camouflage tarp hanging over it. I also have just about every weapon known to man hanging on my walls. Now that was the best part of my whole room. Nobody has ever robbed our house. I wonder if a screaming lady, and a bunch of weapons seeable from my window is really that imposing, I guess it is. I jump onto my bed and stretch out. I can't wait for tomorrow! Not only am I going to see Alexander again, but I'm also testing weapons for my mom at the military base she works at. I do it once every week. It was the most exciting day of the week besides church, where I usually lead the worship team with my prized electric violin. I bet you've never even heard of that, huh? My thoughts wandered endlessly as I thought about school, the jerks on the football team, and my awesome smarts. I may seem like I've got it all, but you might want to think again. How is a girl like me ever going to fit in? On that last thought I went into a deep, reckless sleep. The next day at school flew by my thoughts kept wandering to Alexander, weapons, combat, and my theories of the world. Yes, I do have those. I was awakened from my thoughts in calculus because ALEXANDER HENDERSON was staring at me! But do you want to know the worst part? I was self consciously staring at him! Quickly I flipped around fast enough so that there was as chance he might not notice me blushing profusely. As soon as class got out I rushed to the door, ready to put my stuff in my locker. I sensed someone following me. I turned around quickly to find Alexander coming up behind me. "Hey, I'm Alexander, are you good at calculus?" Oh shoot im blushing I just know it, pulling it together I say "Yes,...calculus is my best class." I mean, it was since Ms. Reynolds taught that class. He just smiled. "Great! Would you mind tutoring me?'' Furrowing his brow as if he needed to prove it. Man, as much as I liked the guy, could I really give up weapons testing today for tutoring? "No. I can't. I'm sorry, I have to go." Great Cass, just great way to blow off a cute guy. I wince. His face looked like my mom's after she had just lost a fight, which rarely happened. By the looks of it, the guy wasn't gonna give up. That, or he didn't know what 'no' means. I try to sidestep him, but he just moves in my way. Oh man what the heck did I just do? A girl whose shot machine guns can't even get rid of a guy? No wasn't gonna happen. I was going to win this fight. "Yeah! Get the geek, Alexander!" I heard someone call. He just looked more determined as more people stood and watched. "Please?" He pleaded, looking all innocent. I could handle this...I think. "I'm probably going to fail the class if you don't help me." Shoot, what would mom do? I racked my brain, while he racked his for ways to convince me. Apparently he found his answer because his face suddenly lit up. "Also if you don't help, I'm going to have to ask one of those geeky nerds over there, and they're definitely not hot." Oh shoot, wait... did he just call me hot?! I found myself madly blushing as I said my answer of defeat."W-well I guess I could." A look of triumph crossed his face as I write my address on a sticky note along with the time I want him there....hmm three sounded nice. I would have enough time to shower after football practice then. I am never gonna live this down I thought to myself as I handed him my number. I wonder what mom was gonna think. But wow! Alexander coming to my house! This was a dream come true..

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Unmade {postponed}
AvventuraUnmade co-authored by: Dezi Rain What would you do if you woke up one morning to find that you didn't exist? And to find that your mark on the world is slowly fading away until you are almost invisible?