Complicated

First day back and im already regretting waking up.

Chapter 1

Mark was still in his room changing. I was taking a shower. It had been 40 minutes already but today was the first day coming back from summer break. I had to see the same old teacher, same old students, and the same old school. I was stressted.

About an hour under the burning water, I exited the shower. I dried myself off with my strawberry towel. I got It from mark when I was 5, a although it had come out of my own allowance. Almost everything I needed did. But thats okay.

After drying myself off the best I could, I slipped on black panties and a black bra. Jeans, with a new, shoulders cut out, shirt I got. It had also come out of my small allowance.

Downstairs was my butthead brother, cooking breakfeast. Probably just making toast. I could eat toast all day long. It was good. Plus you could put different stuff on it for every meal.

Infact, he was making toast. It good good with butter and honey. When I first saw toast with butter and honey I was completely grossed out but I tried it and loved it instantly. I ate he weirdest things possible when I was a kid.

I grabbed my backpack after breakfeast and hoped in my brothers car.

We lived 30 minutes away from the school so it took awhile to get there. We chatted about all kinds of things on the way to school.

The school was the size of a normal sized school. The one classroom was huge though, the size of a gym. The library had all kinds of interesting books. Fiction, romance, sci fy, action, comics, research. Someone should really use the library more often. Our school was amazing even with only 8 kids, and 2 teachers.

I already knew the way to the classroom, so I went and sat down next to lee'ann, (everyone called her ann) and mark. It took awhile for everyone to arrive but by the time they did, the order went like this:

Marie: ann: me: mark: zane: kean: bissy: cheryl.

It was the normal order. Somethings it was slightly different but not often.

Ms.kol greeed us and handed us our schedule. It was the same schedule as everyone else. We always had new classes though.

This year they were: comm art: math: lunch: pe: class meeting.

At our school, these were the main classes that matter its jut every year they were twitched or improved for our level. Us all having "bad lives" we had to have a class meeting to work out issues and what not. It was nice to be able to talk out problems and really, no one laughed or anything. Everyone was pretty nice having all experienced similar problems.

At this school, people like to make bets. Bets on grades, tests, and projects. All bets were different depending on who you are. Me and zane bet a lot. We were like arch rivals. Most of the time we tied but something the other would come out on top. I hated him for that. Especially in PE. He loved to bet in that subject. Although I was better in comm.arts. we both we great in math and lunch was usually were our bet prizes were.

I loved comm. arts and I wasnt inactive in PE, (always losing to zane in PE) I was just not as strong as every boy, although I could easily beat up mark and kean. Zane was, sadly, stronger than me. But being subborn old me, I would never adimit that.

"Okay. I have the first Comm. arts project of the year". I smiled to myself.

"Tonight you can go home and write a fiction story about a forbidden love. The story has to be at least a page and has to be appropriate". I excepted the ruled and instantly started thinking of story ideas. I came up with one thats id try out tonight.

"Like normal ill grade your papers on a one to ten scale and record that. Ill announce the scores after everyone is done". The teachers knew about our betting obsession with bets, so they always announced scores and winners. Maybe ill bet someone this time. I havnt bet mark in a while. Or perhaps ann.