Personal Issues

"Drake! Don't do this to me! You can't just leave your family!" She yelled.

"Fuck this family!" He slammed the house door and left us. I guess I should start from the beginning. My name is Megan Foxtrot. Yeah, funny name right? Well anyways it all started in 9th grade. I had been transferred to a private school in Windam Oregon. My dad and I lived by ourselves in a little hut that was cozy and warm during winter and was beautiful during the summer. My mom left him and I to run off with her boss. Now it was just me and my dad against the world. "Megan! Wake up time for school!" Today was the first day of my High school career as my dad called it and I was ready, sort of. I needed to make new friends and try to fit in. Now this was a rich kid school so that meant rich families. Now don't get me wrong. My dad worked an honest job and made plenty of money, just not enough to even compete with these other rich families that lived here. "How did you sleep dad?" I asked him coming down the stairs.

"Pretty good. How about you?" He replied.

"Just fine." I said going to fix myself a cup of coffee.

"Well good to hear. Oh by the way your school uniform is over there on the couch." He said with a sorta disgusted face. I went over and looked at it. I could see why he looked disgusted. The uniform wouldn't cover enough for him to feel comfortable letting me go to school with High school boys. But I'm sure all the other girls had to wear the same thing. I took my uniform back up the stairs and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I looked at my naked body in the mirror. I was thinking 'How in the world is dad gonna survive me going to school in this uniform for four years.' I stepped into the shower and started to wash my hair. The water felt nice and warm on my body. I got out of the shower and got dressed. When I came down stair again dad had my breakfast all ready on the table. I still had another half hour before we had to leave for school and work. After I was done eating I went upstairs and brushed my teeth. Finishing my hair so I didn't look slutty but didn't look poor either. We piled into the car and I was excited for my first day of school. My phone was fully charged for in case I got numbers from newly made friends or if I listened to music for the day. After a ten minute drive we were at the school. Dad just said, "Have a good day sweety!" and leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I said the same and got out of the car and walked to the front doors. The weather was nice. Not too cold or too hot. Just perfect. I saw groups of girls in threes looking around probably staring at the boys. Which I had to admit were pretty cute. "Hey you! Brunnete!" a voice called over to me. I turned around to see who it was. It was a group of at least six girls waving me over. I walked over ready to get flack about my dads pay check. "Are you new this year?" The tall blonde one who seemed to be the leader of the pack asked.

"Uh.... yeah. The names Megan, Megan Foxtrot." I stammered.

"Well Megan Foxtrot, my name is Wanda Fort. Its nice to meet you." She outstretched her hand and I took it in mine.

"Nice to meet you to Wanda." I replied with relief. Then the other four girls introduced themselves. Kelly Fort, Wanda's younger sister, Cheryl Tryton, Elizabeth Bethingham, and Michaela Young. They were all one grade higher than me besides Kelly. She was a ninth grader too. "So see any cute guys you like?" Asked Michaela. I looked around shaking my head slightly. "Oh well you will once you get to know them!" Cheryl said. Well I at least hope so. I more hoped that it would work out with these girls. I never did have lots of luck with girlfriends. I hung out with more guys then I did girls except Brianna. She was my best friend in the whole world. "Ooh I think you already have an admirer!" Squealed Michaela. I looked over to where she was looking and there was a guy standing around some other guys. They looked like jocks. I hate jocks. But this one, this one was different. He had the sweetest eyes and when ours met I started to get goosebumbs. He sorta did a quick smile then went inside. "He's cute, I'll give him that. Who is that anyways?" I said.

"Oh that guy? His names Nate Vanden. He's not too popular. Even to the other jocks but he's a nice guy." Wanda answered. The bell started ringing and everyone got up and started to head inside. Well here goes my first day of High School!