My STREAMER Boyfriend.

*Not* Special •~•

Nala's POV
I've never seen myself as special. I'm an average nerd who wears glasses and braces. I like video games and almost every genre of music. Instead of using regular emojs, I like to make my own. @(^~^)@ I go to a normal school, with normal people, normal jocks, normal bullies, normal nerds. Normal everything. It's so average, full of future nurses, bums, lawyers, and accountants. Oh, and future assholes who got rich for no reason.

My friends are special, they go to Ensemble high, you know you're special if you go there. You can't apply, or sign up, there's no registration. They have to reach out to you. The kids there aren't normal. The jocks are even jockier, the bullies are stronger, the nerds are nerdier. They say that the principal is barely a principal and the kids who "get it" make the rules. But no one there knows what she means by "get it." I think she's just crazy.
 
  It's Summer, so I get to actually feel like I'm not normal because I get to hang out with my friends. I wish this could last forever.
Plop.
"Marshmallow fight!!" River screamed. That's one of my best friends, he's a little...weird. He likes photography, drawing and writing.

"River stop! Too much Sugar!" Sun took cover. Sun is my girl best friend. She's kinda adorable, she loves drawing and YouTube. She loves to sing, like me. She REALLY loves wolves.

"I just wanted to play games!" Tato laughed. Tato is one of my close friends. He's a gamer and LOVES cracking jokes. His sarcasm is very powerful. (Pretty sure him and River are gay for each other).

Tay took cover and got his own bag of marshmallows to throw. Tay is my best friend,he's cool. He likes to rap especially along to my singing. He kind of drives me everywhere, not that I can't drive, I just don't like to.

Marshmallows flew and pillow forts were made.
"You guys better help clean this up! My mom likes a clean house." I laughed and ate one of the marshmallows.
"I didn't throw anything, I ain't helping." Sun giggled and took a sip of Gatorade. It's like she always has Gatorade. Then again I can't blame her, she likes to eat healthy.

Everyone picked up the marshmallows and couch pillows (even Sun despite what she said).

Ding dong.
"It's open, mom!" I yelled, still picking up marshmallows.
Mom came through the door and immediately started laughing "What did you do to my living room?"
"Tay did it!" River pointed.
"I don't even know why you get surprised anymore." Tato laughed.
"I don't know either. Just one more week of Summer, then my living room will be clean forever. . . or at least until next Summer." Mom sighed.

"I'm going to go check the mail." I sighed. I didn't want Summer to end. I barely get to see my friends because at their school, there's dorms. DORMS. At a high school. I wish my school was that cool. Everyone gets to see each other and the freedom they have at that school is unbelievable. I'll miss my friends, but I'm glad they get to go somewhere so awesome.
I opened the mail box -I never really get anything but magazines and comics- and fingered through the mail.
Bills, newspaper, bills, Magazine, coupons, bills , bills, Ensemble Invitation, bills,Hot Topic Magazine, coupons... Wait.
I stopped and looked through the papers again.
I looked again.
One more time.

Honk! "Get out the fucking road , dumbass!" Yelled a guy in a car who swerved around me.
"Well, fuck you too!"
I walked fully across the street and into my little mint green house with a white roof.
I pulled out the paper and went to the couch.

You, Nala Winchester, (DISCLAIMER: THIS IS NOT HER REAL LAST NAME)

Have been accepted into Ensemble. This school is not for the weak minded, noncreative, or selfish. It is your choice to decline this letter or accept. If you don't show, you have obviously declined. If you do show, you have accepted. There is no reason to call and confirm your choice.

Congratulations,
Principal Endy.

I read the paper over and over. That's my name, there's no typos, is this real?
"Guys, I don't think I have to miss you this year."