My Life As A Chick-Lit

Chapter one: 1+1= 3?

So I guess this is how the story starts, I mean don't all story starts with a sad story, a tragic tale, the endless crying and heartache. Dramatic right? Well I won't start with a tragic story just maybe something to help you with me, OK? Maybe I will start with a book, but not just any book. A book that changed my life, in more then just one way. I should start from the beginning, when my mother dropped a bomb that really did not need dropping.

Lets start, shall we?

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"Getting married? As in marriage? As in comment meant to a  man, that in fact  I did not know about?" I said, my eyes widen in surprise. "I didn't know you dated, I didn't know you were engaged. How the heck did you keep this from me? I'm your daughter. I feel utterly betrayed."

My mother rolled her eyes. " Stop with the drama, Roxy, you know I was dating and we weren't engaged that long. Only for a  day." my mouth fell open in surprise.

"I am pretty sure I would remember that you were dating, and I don't, and if you are only been engaged then why are you guys getting married so soon." I am freaking out. My mother did not date anyone. Ever. But she does lie a lot. I fold my arms across my chest.

"Because we can. And there is going to be a few changes in this household." That's when I really start to feel scared. My mother never makes changes, anywhere.

"Get the pain over with, mother, What changes do we possibly need in this family of ours?" I could feel myself shaking with fear. After my father left us my mother swore that she would never marry ever again. But of course my mother did not keep that promise, she aright married twice after my dad now she's up for another round. Fist married (to my father) was with a guy named Mike Codger, drug addict. Second to a guy named Finn Duisburg he use to rape little girls and steal there dolls, and last guy with a record of thievery of TVs, radios, cars, and other stuff. And now she is marrying a guy (I think) named Paul Lynde  and I don't know what's wrong with him. My mother is honestly not a bad person, she just does not know how to choose the right things, and that affects very bad on me like the time when she moved us to a trailer park and she ran her car into at lease three homes. Yeah like I said at the beginning Horror story.

"We are moving to Washington." She grinned like this is suppose to be a good thing. My words got stuck in my throat, I garbed my inhaler. I'm going to pass out.

And Then I did.

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I stand here, people pass by me without a glance. The two big doors open and door. I look back, my mother's car is gone, It's to late to turn back. I pick up my bag and walk into the school building. I walk to the front office when the attendant greets me. "Hello, I'm Roxy Swan." I say smiling.

The attendant looks up, snapping her gum. "Here's your class times, a map of the school and other bunch of papers." She went back to her computer. oooooooooookkkkkaaaayyy. I walked out of the of the office and into the hallway, where people walked up and down. Girls huddle by their locker, whispering. Couples make out by the restrooms. I look back a my code for my locker.

I wiggle past people till I find it. And It's right by the boys bathrooms. Great just great, my luck. I open up my locker, my mother had put all my school supplies into it earlier this week. I took out my binder and all the books I need for my first period. I can feel people walk past me, boys (and the occasional girls) walk out of the bathroom beside me. Nobody looks at me, I am invisible like I am at all my other goddam schools. I flip my hair behind me and turn around. and crash into someone.

"Oh my Gosh I am so sorry. I didn't see you there." I said, I bend down to pick my books back up.

"Oh, don't worry about it." said the girl that I crashed into. "My name is Dee Dee."  she picked up some of my books and handed them to me. "And who are you, I never seen you before." I look up at her. She had dark brown hair cut to her shoulders, Big Pink glasses, averaged height , and skinny.

"OH I'm Roxy, Roxy swan I moved her a few days ago, this is my first day here." I bite my lip as I stand up. I could feel a blush warming up on my neck.

"That explains everything. Sit by me at lunch period, and I'll help you around here." and with that Dee Dee walked away, I glance back at her and let a sigh of relief.

That was a bad start at a new school.

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My classes went by smoothly, I didn't have to introduce myself in front of the class, no one talked to me. But they all stared. When the lunch bell rang everybody ran up and out of the class room, I slowly fallowed behind. Following a group of girls to the cafeteria.

I picked up my salad (I'm a vegetarian.) and a glass of milk. I look around to find Dee Dee. But apparently she was waiting for me cause she found me. "Hey, Roxy." Her voice came from behind me, I turn around and walked towards her, she's with another girl and two boys.

"Hi" I say shyly. glancing at my boots. The other girl had red hair cut in a pixie cut, and the two boys look like boys.

"This is Lora, Aaron and kaiden. Their with us." Dee Dee said. the others mumbled hello under their breaths. "Follow me." She led me to a empty table. When we sat down she started to speak again " Ok lets get started. First of the pops." She pointed to a table that's was filled up with the hottest people I have ever seen. "Jessica Liems, queen bee. Jake Dioz her boyfriend, AKA captain of the football team. and all their followers." she pointed to another table. "The wanna be pops. Filled with cheerleaders and their boy toys, height on the food chain just not at the top yet. The computer geeks. The goths and emos. The hippies. the Math geeks. the smart students AKA the teachers pets. The sluts and players. and then us the helpers. That's the clicks in this high school. Now on to the teachers I'm just going to tell you about the ones you need to worry about. Mr. V he is latterly Dracula without the fangs, Mrs. Lambheart , you better trust me when I say that she does not have the heart of a lamb, more like a wolf. and last but not lease Miss Tallago, just don't get on her bad side, or you will get deeper in hell then you alrighty are. Well that's it."

I look at her taking it all in, She just told me all that I needed to know about this high school.