Fine & Fearless

Prologue

"Look, its little Rinnie." said, my enemy Brooklyn.
"Look at her pigtails." Jessica said. Jessica is also my enemy and Brooklyn's best friend. She yanked on my right pigtail.
"And her disgusting outfit." Brooklyn said touching it with the tip of her fingers as if it was poison.
"Where'd you get it? Dollar General?" Jessica said. A crowd began to form around us.
"Or the trash can? Did you find Oscar in there too?" Brooklyn said.
"Look she's getting fat too" Jessica said pinching my cheek and the meat on my arm. There's barely any meat on my arm, she even had trouble grabbing it. My cheeks are chubby though, I was born that way but I'm far from fat. I sometimes wish that I would get a little meat on my body.
"Ew you're fat. FAT. Fat like Olivia" Brooklyn said pointing to Olivia eating a sandwich on the concrete stairs minding her own business.
"She's fat, ugly, and a geek" Jessica said
"Let's call her fug" Brooklyn said.
"Fugging hideous" Jessica said. How idiotic and childish. The crowd of students thought everything they said was so hilarious. I looked past Jessica as she towered over me even though I'm older than her by 7 days. I saw my sister's car. I walked quickly over to the side walk. Jessica and Brooklyn saw my oldest sister ,who's a sophomore at Utah University named Dallas, and backed off. I saw my younger twin Cris, run over to the car. Cris is 13 minutes younger than me. I got in the front seat while Cris got in the back. Dallas didn't talk a lot. She only talked when she was very curious or worried. She doesnt talk when she's happy, excited, or nervous. I like that about her. Shutting your mouth is a sign of intelligence and my sister sure was. Watching her for awhile I caught on to the silence and I idolize her.
"Why were all those people crowded around you and why was Jessica and Brooklyn all in your face?" Dallas said. She's curious.
"Nothing" I said looking out the window noticing a storm was arriving.
"Are they messing with you again?" Dallas asked.
"N-" I began to say.
"YES!" Cris said from the backseat interrupting me"
"Be quiet Cris. She wasn't asking you." I said calmly.
"Well you weren't telling the truth." she said. I wasn't looking at her but I know she had her arms crossed and had that look on her face when she knows she's right. So annoying.
"Well if you know they're messing with her, why don't you do anything?" Dallas asks.
"I enjoy it." Cris says.
"WHY!" Dallas yelled. Dallas rarely yelled. Maybe twice every 5 years.
"She acts like she's so smart and intelligent and stuff. She acts like she knows everything. She always tells me what to do so it's good to see her having a taste of her own medicine." said Cris. This was the perfect moment to roll my eyes but I don't roll my eyes. I don't understand the point, the reason, the feeling of rolling your eyes. To me, rolling your eyes is a sign of arrogance.
"Cris, you know if she's telling you to do something, it's the right thing. She may not know everything but if she's correcting you, I'm 99.9% sure it's correct." We went down the alley towards our house. To get to our neighborhood, you had to drive through about 5 miles of woods. It was like a forest with one street and only one way. Our neighborhood had a tall huge gate around it. I wish the trees would be cut down. But that's deforestation and I would be taking away something important to animals, their habitat.

I jumped and closed my eyes tight as I heard Cris scream to the top of her lungs. A deer was in front us. Dallas swerved to the opposite lane trying to miss the deer. We hit a car. The car was black and didn't have their headlights on. Its dark outside, it was 3 but a thunder storm was coming so its darker than usual and the tall trees hides most of the little light we had. My sister didn't see the car without its headlights on. Everything is silent. I don't want to open my eyes. I know the airbag is in my face. I'm only 11, I'm little, and I'm fragile. My body was already aching from the force. I'm not gonna open my eyes til I wake up from this nightmare. I'm not gonna open my eyes til everything is okay. I should be grateful that I can still open my eyes though but I'm not going to.

I think I'm in a hospital. I haven't opened my eyes once. Nothing is okay. I know my family is here. I've been ignoring everything. I don't hear anything cause I choose not to. I don't see anything cause I choose not to.