Popularity contest

chapter 1

"Mom are we there yet?" Brandon whines

Its the first sound I hear when I wake up. Brandon is my 3 year old nephew. I'm expected to be nice to him, but he gets away with anything.

"No sweetie." Mom responds

"Iggy, play with me!" Brandon shouts

"No. Not happening." I respond with venom in my voice.

"Isabell! Be nice to him. We're all he has after the accident!" Mom says with tears starting to form.

Can't she see that I just woke up?? She knows that I need some time to wake up before I do anything. "Fine, what to you want to play?"

"Pattycake!" He responds

We play pattycake for a while and then stop for lunch. After lunch I call shot gun against my older brother Patrick. We are moving to a new town called Little Brooks. We are moving here because my mom grew up here. An hour later, we pull up at the new house. Its just down the block from where my mom grew up.

The moving truck pulls up and my mom tells us to go pick our rooms. I drop my stuff and run inside. "Bedrooms are upstairs!" Mom yells. I go upstairs and see another staircase, I glance in the rooms as I go by. The first one is small and the second one is a wierd size with wierd angles. I go up the other staircase and see another door. I go in it and look around. Its huge! With a walk in closet and a balcony. I go back to the top of the stairs and block them. My brother starts up and I say that I call this room. Mom comes in and askes what rooms we want. I get the one up there and Patrick says he gets the second one.

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That night at dinner, everybody is silent, trying to get settled in. After dinner, I go back to my room. I finish unpacking. I got a new bed, queen size! And got to design my room. It reminds me of how much she would of loved this house. That night, I cry myself to sleep. The next morning, I'm the first one up and make myself a toster strudle for breakfast. Mom gets up just as I am about to leave, Patrick is already in the car, hes driving me to school.

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School sucks, I go and get my schedule from the office. My schedule is

1st: honors chem

2nd: gym (great, this sucks)

3rd:advanced algabra (yes! I love this class.)

4th: ap us history

Lunch

5th:free/study hall

6th:english

7th: band

I go and head for my honors chem class. I introduce myself to the teacher and take a seat at the back of the class. The bell rings and kids start filing in. There are the popular kids (football/cheer/soccer/track), the nerds (reading books), and then the kids inbetween. One of the football players walks over and introduces himself to me. Then he goes and sits back down. The rest of the day is boring, kids keep asking if I'm new and making fun of what I wear. When I walk outside, I see Patrick of Sopia holding Blackberries reins. A group of people have gathered around.

Flash back

***When we first started the business, my dad had to teach all of us how to ride. Now we all teach and we moved to a ranch, so we keep the horses, they arrived today when I was at school.***

I push through the croud and jump up on Blackberrie, Patrick hands me the reins. We take off with lots of people staring at us.

We get home and I go inside, grab two apples and a bag of pretzles and go back out. I'm not quite sure why Patrick brought Blackberrie my dads horse, and not Stargazer, my horse. I saddle her up and head out to explore, I brought my backpack and the apples are in there. We find a trail and take it. It has lots of jumps. It will be good for the more advanced riders who are tired of the simple jumps in the ring. I find a clearing and let her loose, she will come back and will stay close for now. I get my homework out and start it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~what did you think, did you like it? Should I keep writing?? What do you think happened in the accident???

Spoiler: what happens when you combind horses and popularity??

Update: tomorrow maybe