Define Family

Chapter 1

 One question;

 Define family.

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Goody two shoes.

Every school has a clique of them. You know, the straight A students, the so called ‘teacher’s pet’. The early birds who actually care to attend school. Yeah, you get my point.

Personally, I have nothing against goodie goodie’s. I’m not saying this because I am one; Ghandi no. If you were to ask me a simple question on Pi’s, straight off the top of my brainless head I would think of the edible pie. I mean who can blame me? Pi and pie, everyone is just bound to get them mistaken.

As I said before, I have nothing against goodie goodie’s. In fact, I prefer the term ‘geek’. Geeks are actually pretty cool. I mean yeah they may be oblivious and slightly intimidated by the popular clan that think that they rule high school, but if you’re updated with those cliché stories, the good girl always seem to end up with the bad boy. It’s inevitable.

Geeks use something the popular clan don’t. They have a brain and they don’t hesitate to use it and also, some geeks are beasts when it comes to sarcasm. Or is that in general?

The bottom line is; geeks are awesome. I would be one if it weren’t for my lack of tardiness, the morning being my kryptonite and also the fact that I am useless when it comes to education.  And useless is putting it lightly.

So if I have a thing for geeks than what am I getting at?

I don’t know. I guess I’m desperately thinking of something while I run feverishly down the halls of Mount Albert Grammar to my first class for the day; Math.

Why? Oh, you can call it a distraction.

A distraction that I’m hoping would keep me from murdering my brother who’s also running, but for the wrong reasons.

You see, my younger brother Connor has developed these… habits. And not the good kind. Well, what habits are good? Anyways, habits are hard to break, almost impossible, and Connor couldn’t stop himself from his stupid habits. Long story short, he came face to face with the law, slightly vandalized the laws face and made a run for it. Old habits die hard.

And the reason why I’m running? Well, despite my brother’s behaviour and his reputation that’s worth a lifetime in juvenile, I actually want to make it through high school this year without causing trouble and stupid high school drama. I want to change my attitude and my brother will not drag me down with him. Although I hate mornings, I want to become that awesome geek and pay attention to the lessons that are taught. Maybe by doing this, it’ll give the teachers one less Cruller to stress over. But of course I’d be that awesome geek without brains because the zombies devoured it during the apocalypse.

Wait, was there even an apocalypse? No? Well then if you see any signs of rotten corpses anywhere, abduct my brother from Mount Albert Grammar School, New Zealand and feed him to them. The zombies won’t do a decent job as me but they’re good enough. And I want to put my innocent acting skills in action. Who knows, maybe I’ll win an Oscar. Yeah right.

Annnnnd again I’m distracting myself. Good because Connor and I are definitely late for class. Usually I wouldn’t care but now that I have this awesome geek thing going on, if I get in trouble and damage my geek vibe I will seriously consider murdering Connor myself. Or my invisible cat, Snowy. Those zombies better hurry or else I’ll have my mug shots taken faster than one can say ‘cheese’.

Blech. I loathe cheese.

As Connor and I hastily round a sharp corner into another long and empty hall with blue lockers constructed into the white walls, the annoying and familiar orange door came in sight at the end of the hall. Orange, I know. And the school colours are blue and white so why Mrs Raine, our fun-sized math teacher, demanded the decorators to embellish the room orange is beyond me. My math teacher has very peculiar motives.