"Calvin! Get up its time for school!!" I yelled at my brother. Yes, his name is Calvin and will be until we have to leave again.
"Samantha! I don't want to! I went yesterday!" He yelled back.
"No stupid! Yesterday was Sunday! So no you didn't! Now get up before I make water your new best friend!!"
"You wouldn't!"
"Try me!"
"Fine!" I heard him yell then stomp into the bathroom slamming the door shut behind him.
"Breakfast is in five minutes so don't take an hour shower or you will be eating your food cold!" he doesn't like his food cold if it was supposed to be warm so I always told him that.
Unfortunately for him cereal doesn't get cold so he should be fine. I smiled to myself when I hear the shower turn off. Wow a three minute shower for him.
"So what's for breakfast?" he asked coming into the kitchen. I faced him and smile before turning back around to grab his cereal and milk.
"I took my time and made you a three course meal! I hope you enjoy!" I said turning around, setting the bowl down along with the milk.
"You're a bitch!" he said some milk into his bowl.
"What have I said about that language?" I asked him. Ever since mom and dad died I refused to hear any curse words.
"Sorry! I will try to not to let it happen again! It's just so hard because I have to hear it every day at school."
"I told you to plug your head phones into your iPod if you had to. I don't care what people say and you know that. If they try anything you let me know and I will kick their butts. I did it at the last school so I will do it now."
"Okay! I will start doing that from now on."
"Thank you and eat up we leave in te4n minutes. Plus you need to get dressed. You can't wear a towel to school."
"Okay!" He said through a mouth full of food. I gave him a look of disgust. I went to my side of the bedroom and got ready. I forgot to mention that we live in a studio apartment, so it just has one room that we split in half to make a two room apartment. I put on my 'Falling in Reverse' t-shirt and black jeans with my black high-tops with yellow shoelaces.
"Ready?!" I shouted to Calvin.
"Yeah!" He replied back and we met by the front door. He was in a blue Aeropostale shirt with dark blue jeans with blue high tops with white shoelaces. The typical guy outfit, I thought to myself.
I drove to the school; it was about a ten minute drive from our house. When we arrived everyone gave us a quick glance then looked away. You see, we aren't one of the people in the popular group because we don't make friends. It’s not that we didn't want to, we did want to but if we made friends then they would want to take pictures and send them to people or put them on the internet. Then that would lead Adam and derrick to us which would be a bad thing. You see even though it has been thirteen years, they still want us dead. I just don't know why.
We walked into the school and nobody gave us a glance. I walked Calvin to his class before heading to mine. It became a habit to walk him to class because once 'they' caught us and met me outside my classroom. I was thankful that the halls were still crowded so I got away just in time. I grabbed my brother and we got out of there.
I walked into my class and sat down in the back away from everyone. The bell signaled it was time for class and people started piling in. The tardy bell rang and someone barged into the room. I looked up and it was the footballs quarterback. He looked around and the only available seat was next to me. He came over and dropped his bag before taking his seat.
"Are you new?" He asked me. I gave him a 'Are you serious?' look.
"No. I have been here all year and if I remember correctly you asked me that same question then too." I said in a bored tone.
"Oh! Um... sorry?" he said, nervously. Wait! Did I actually make him nervous? The quarterback nervous? Is that even possible?
"MMHMM! Whatever!" I said.
"Well my name is Kellin. No, not from 'Sleeping with Sirens'. Its Kellin smith."
"Well this is a scene of déjà vu! Wait! I remember! We had this conversation before. Back then I could care less, but I am totally caring now!" I said putting my head in my hands and staring at him dreamily.
"Really?" he asked surprised.
"No! I still could care less! I don't care who you are! Why can't you understand that!?!" I yelled, gaining the attention from everyone.
"Samantha! This is no way to talk to anyone! Detention after school!" the teacher yelled.
"He started it!"
"And I am finishing it!"
"You won't see me there because I have better things to do with my life!"
"I will see you there or it will double!"
"Well! You see I can't do that because I have a doctor's appointment after school for the rest of the month. I have to go to them because I am pregnant and they are important so I must be there." I lied. I couldn't just tell my brother that he would have to stay with me. That's mean.
"Well I will see you at lunch!"
"That won't work either. I have to eat a healthy meal to make sure my baby stays healthy. Come on you must know what I am going through. You must have had at least one child in your like."
"Yeah! He is sitting next to you." She said. WAIT!!! Mr. Quarterback is her son!
"That's why you are punishing me! Because I yelled at your son!"
"I would never do that! You have no right to yell in my classroom!"
"That's stupid! I have heard people yell in your class before! Like Courtney! She yells all the time! You don't give her detention do you?! I didn't think so! So unless you would like me to talk to someone that has a say in this I would like you to stop disrespecting me because I am the only one that doesn't give a crap about your son! I am not everyone else! I am an individual and I will not follow some group around because they want to be popular!!" I yelled at her. Where did this come from? This isn't like me.
People started standing up and clapping. What are they clapping at? Was someone elected PROM queen in here?
"Damn! You are the only one who has stood up to her. She scares everybody!" said Mr. Quarterback.
"Watch your mouth!" then reality hit me as everything processed. "Oh Crap!" I whisper yelled.
