A Cursed Barbie's Summer [Returning August 2015]

1] Dose school always end with a bang?

Chapter 1: Dose school always end with a bang?

  It's my last day of school. I am in my last class, and I am excited for summer. I look at the clock; 3:28 p.m., two more minuets until complete freedom.

   Summer was going to be fantastic- slumber parties, buying my first car, and mabey I might even get myself a boyfriend. You never know.

  The bell rings. I am freed from my burdan. However, before I get out of school, Jordan, the lead football player, a.k.a. the hottest guy in school, comes up to me.

  "Hey, Keyli." He said with his hot voice. Could he be asking me out? "I was wondering If you would like to come to my end of school party. I mean everyone cool is coming, so I thought why not you." He smiled and winked at me. I swear my cheeks were brighter than santa's fuzzy outfit.

  "Y-yeah! That w-would be awesome!" Played it cool, Keyli, you played it cool.

  "See ya there then- 7:30 p.m." He winked once again. I almost fainted. My popularity just doubled.

  I start to walk to the bus, its a pretty average bus except there's one problem; Julian Hoffey. He is the player, the bad-boy, the soon-to-be-in-jail-kid. I used to think that he was cute, now its a sin to think that. I cant think anything but the devil about him; it would be a bad reputation. My parents are hard-working, smart, and brave, explorers. They travle the world, hunting for artifacts, for signs of ancient civilizations, and living the life of Indiana Jones. Yeah we are rich, but we help out people without money, we donate when we can. However, lets just say, we have quite a stable a collage fund for me.

  My parents are hardworking, unlike Julian's. His parents are alcoholics, gamblers, and just plain stupid. I heard that they once killed a boy that rang their doorbell because they were so drunk. I cant believe they arn't in jail yet. 

  Today was going so good, well until; "Hey Keyli! Get your ass on the bus we're leaveing now, with or without you!" Yells the idiot; Julian.

  "Show some respect Julian, she has done nothing bad." Yells the bus driver. Thanks Mr. Bus-Driver, for showing some maturity.

  "Awe looks like the only seat is by me, toots. You better get comfy." He smirks. Stupid, stupid, stupid Julian.

  "Why in this world, would I even think about sitting next to you!" I tell him. That stupid kid needs some manners.

  "I see, your highness, my ass is too dirty for your's." I heard a few laughs.

  "Actually, your ass is too drunk for mine. I dont know what you've been smoking, but I will never, ever, sit within five feet of you." I heard the whole bus burst out laughing. That shows you- you smart-ass!

  "Your highness," He speaks, "Your royal chair". He stands up and points his hands toward the chair. 

  "You know what? I would rather walk than sit next to a broke, drunk, jail-bird." I smirk.

  "Im not a jail-bird", he mubles. Did I go too far? No need to fear! I am off the bus by the time I question myself. Now do I have to walk 10 miles? Crap.

  "Hey chunky", Says a voice behind me. "Need a ride your highness?"

  I mentaly face palm myself. What the heck does he want? My virginity? Cause it aint' going to happen. There is nothing attractive about a smart-ass. Any feature that could once be suggested as 'hot', is ruined.

  "Fuck off." I yell. Which surprises me, I never say that word.

  "Thats how you treat your shofer?" He gasps. Sarcasm. I hate smart-ass sarcasm.