Smartwater

Chapter 1: High School

High School! Who came up with that stupid idea?!

My mind started to wondering like It usually does when I'm bored out of my mind...

In grade school we all had to write at least a paragraph about our lives so the teachers could get to know us better. Yawn!

I wrote something like this:

My name is Jackie Ridley and I go to Lincoln. I'm in the fourth grade. I have two younger brothers who don't look like me AT ALL and a Labor Retriever named Rocky.

I didn't know what else to write so I just left it at that but now I could seriously update it-

My thoughts were interrupted by my teacher asking me, "Well Jackie?"

All eyes turned to me. I tried desperately to remember what we were learning about much less what class I was in.

I decided to play dumb. I looked down at my notebook that wasn't even open. It had one simple word on the front: English. Oh this is gonna be good.

Then I raised my hand.

Some kids snickered. Mr. Hillsides expression was hilarious and it took all my willpower not to smile.

Then I started to shake my hand and he finally called on me but looked very annoyed.

"Yes? Miss Ridley?"

I smirked but quickly hid it. "Can I please use the bathroom?"

"May." He corrected me.

I pretended to look confused. "What?"

"May I please use the bathroom?"

"Sir um why are you asking me?" A group of kids behind me started to giggle.

When he didn't reply I asked, "So is that a yes or-"

"Yes! Just please leave."

Again I looked at him confused and said, "Okayyyyy." And I walked out of the room will people laughing behind me.

I was done with school for today. I kept walking until I was outside and on my way home.

...

I live in New York just outside of Hoboken in a suburban house.

I took my key out of my pocket, put it in the key hole, turned it, and opened the door.

I smelled in the fumes of yet another scented candle my mom loves to light. Vanilla Sugar? I wondered.

I sauntered up the stairs and crashed on my bed. I was about to pass out when I felt the heavy breathing of an animal on my face. I opened my eyes to see my dog Rocky.

I smiled. "Hey Rockster!"

He quickly rolled over on his back for me to rub his stomach and I happily obliged.

About a minute later my mom can racing up the stairs and into my room with wide eyes. "Oh it's just you." She relaxed.

"Yep just me."

"While your home do you mind coming downstairs your father and I want to talk to you." I nodded.

I looked her face over trying to see what she was hiding but her blue eyes wouldn't meet mine.

She took one last look at me like she would never see me this way again and turned and walked out of my room.

Something was definitely up.

1) she didn't even question why I was home so early

2) dad doesn't usually come home until 6:00 tonight

3) she looked really guilty

I stopped petting Rocky so I gotta big lick on my face. "Ack Rocky!"

I started to pet him again.

I was about to get up to see what I did this time but stopped to look at my family picture on my nightstand.

There stood my dad with his sturdy face and sandy brown hair. Next to him my mom looking regal with her blond hair tried into a high bun.

Then there were my to younger brothers. The 7 year old, John and the 12 year old, Jacob both with the same blond hair blue eyed look as my mom.

Then there was me I stood out like a red rose in a basket of white roses.

I had long, black, choppy hair with stormy grey eyes. I looked happy in the picture. Those were the good old days back when I was 9.

Now I'm 14 and life's gotten...bad.

I stood up and walked downstairs not knowing that my life was about to go from bad to worse.

Thanks to alliegalpeekaboo for the storyline!