I'm Friends With That Jiggly-Bellied Girl

Chapter 1 - Being Ever So Friendly

First day of tenth grade, eh? Where are my friends when I need them..? Where are they!?! I stopped my selfish thoughts when I recognized a certain someone.

"Roxanne!" I rushed over to the hazel-eyed brunette and practically tackled her. Although, I'm really weak so I barely made her budge a centimeter. "Hey Gwen! I haven't seen you since ninth grade!" She replied in the same excited tone as me. We hugged and I pulled my schedule out of my pocket. "Show me yours!" She laughed and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her koala hat. It read:

' 1st Period-Mrs. Maleta, English

2nd Period-Mr. Gonge, PE

3rd Period-Mrs. Hallow, Science

4th Period-Mr. Zeole, Math

5th Period-Mr. Reynolds, Life Skills

6th Period-Ms. Gunn, Social Studies '

The rest of the paper seemed to have a spill of some sort, so I couldn't see the rest of her classes. I half heartedly smiled at this. "Well, we have first, second, third, and fourth period together. I'm not quite sure about seventh, ninth, or tenth though," I murmured, chuckling. She laughed hysterically, then calmed down a bit to explain what had happened to her paper. "Well you see, Gwen," she began, laughing really loudly again, "my cat well, she," she started laughing insanely once more, "peed on it." My brown eyes widened as I held up the paper by the upper right-hand corner and gagged a bit. However, we just ended up laughing about it, like two idiots.

Of course, the good times never last. The moment was ruined when I noticed Emmaline Sawyer sneering at us coldly. I never really knew why she hated us so much. Yet, to my dismay, when I asked about this, Roxanne made a joke about it, signaling me that she didn't want to talk about it. All that she's told me is, "There will be a day when you should know." So I haven't asked her about the situation since. Something that wasn't surprising was that Emmaline was with Richard Best, the school's athletic 'superstar'. I did have to admit that his physical skills were pretty impressive... On the contrary, he didn't seem to be as impressive as last year. He has slacked off a bit lately, or at least according to his friend Jack. This news was quite a bit amusing, considering Best's enormous ego.

Roxanne was always joking last year, how our math teacher did role call, he would say the last name first. Now here's where the joke came from. 'Richard' is another name for 'Dick', so whenever Mr. Doneheim did role call, she claimed that our teacher was a pedophile and was always saying that 'The Athlete' had the 'best dick'. This always made me laugh.

"What's wrong? Cat's got your tongue?" I shook my head, going back to reality. Roxanne was waving her hands in front of my face, laughing. That made me laugh, too. All of a sudden, I heard a loud THUMP! Followed by another THUMP, then another. I'd recognize those loud footsteps anywhere. Both Roxanne and I grinned stupidly. Then, I broke the ice.

"Izzy!" We bear-hugged and laughed. Izzy was very quiet. Not.

"Gwen Stefani, was' up?" The short haired blonde joked. Roxanne should've just been rolling on the floor laughing, I mean, it looked like that was her intention, yet she was standing straight up. She immediately stopped laughing and composed herself, stating, "That wasn't a good one." We all stayed silent for a moment, but got back to being the laughing hyenas that we are in a matter of seconds.

"So, what classes do you got?" Izzy asked curiously, waving her schedule above her head.

"Curiousity killed the cat," I murmured, earning a chuckle from Roxanne.

"You do know that you're a grade below us," the brunette explained, looking at the tall blonde beside us intently.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. If we have PE at the same time though, we'll probably get to see each other at the lockeroom," Izzy retorted.