Left Behind

Chapter One

May 28, 2013

"And put your pencils down" I finished just in time,my math final is finished.I feel like I failed miserably, but I finished. I don't care what Hunter says, being in high school is not harder then being in elementary school. Well that is the truth for Hunter he is "Mr. Perfect" he has a 4.0 GPA, he is caption of the football team,he is going to Havard next year, and yet he says his life is difficult. My life on the other hand is the most complicated, difficult, weird, strange, terrible life on this planet. I have a report card of As and Bs (That isn't the bad part) ,I am not only disliked ( hated)by my peers and teachers (except one), and my parents hate me (Which is Hunters fault) he has always been my parents favorite dispite what they say. We have a constant sibling rivalry, meaning he doesn't know I exist and I am constantly trying to get his attention and the attention of my parents (I'm not sure they know I exist either).

I looked around the classroom, knowing in just 10 days it would mean nothing to me anymore. It would no longer be my classroom, it would be a room full of students who are strangers to me and a teacher that hated my guts. Her name,Mrs.E she didn't hate all her students just me ,to this day I have never fully understood why. "Cara ,what is the square root of 89." I have always hated the sound of her harsh voice and somehow she could always tell when I wasn't paying attention to what she had said so I responded with as much confidence as I could "I thought that we already passed our exams, why must I know the square root of 89." Boy was that the wrong choice of words to explain what happened as quickly as possible,let's just say I should be really glad school will be over in 10 days and I really need to learn not to upset the teacher who once put a classmate of mine in the corner of the room for 12 weeks. Whenever they were in the classroom they were in the corner. Speaking of that child that would be my best friend and crush Kyle Renolds he really is a well behaved child, but he is friends with me so Mrs.E hates his guts to. Kyle is my only friend at school, but that's ok he is always there for me and always has my back he is the best friend anyone could ask for. Kyle came to my school in 3rd grade and we have been,"together" ever since. Notice the sarcasm in my voice well that is because he doesn't know we are together, I don't even think he knows I like him. That's ok though because I am planning on telling him I like him on the last day of school, the only down side is that he would be away for the Summer his family is going on vacation, I guess I won't know his answer until he gets back.

I soon realized that I must have been daydreaming through those thoughts because I then heard the THWACK of a large book on my desk, "CARA SLEEP IS FOR DREAMS, MY CLASSROOM IS NOT SO WAKE UP!" Remember I told you Mrs.E hates me she is constantly screaming at me like that, I am counting down the days until Summer as quickly as possible.

Somehow I managed to get through the rest of the day and Kyle and I met where we always would go after school, his house it was fun to be at his house he had a huge Oak Tree we loved to climb. It was the thing that helped me to keep my mind off of school and my home (which wasn't that plesent either). We climbed to the very top and he looked at me and smiled at me softly and for a second I considered telling him that I like him, but I don't want to ruin our friendship.

Kyle is my favorite person to be around and no matter where we are I loved being around him. He had pale blue eyes that would shine brighter than the stars when the sun hit them, he had jet black hair darker than space, he had a smile that would light up a room, he is just amazing.He is the best friend that anyone or anything could ask for. We stopped climbing eventually and we went inside and did our homework I am not sure why it is that we had homework though none of the other students did wait yeah I do its because our teacher hates us, anyway after we finished I had to go home.

When I got home no one would let me into the house even after I knocked for 5 minutes straight, so I was forced to search to for the spare key. I finally found it and managed to get inside the house, I was greeted how I normally am, with silence.