Finding -On hold-

Finding Chap-3 and 4!!

*A/N sorry it took so long! for the past two weeks i have been cut off from the world. here is why: basketball tournament, camp, tournament, camp, then finally HOME!! you cannot believe how much i missed my bed!!!! my lil bro started crying when he saw me. and that almost made me cry...so yeah. OH!! i need some help finding a picture for Annabelle!!! any suggestions would be helpful!!!!!!! aaannnnddddd i need at least 5 vote to continue on with the story. aaannnddd I GOT MY FIRST FAN!!!!! im soooo happy!! anyway...ONTO THE STORY!! =)

twilight-fairy96*

----Chap.3----

-Annabelle's POV-

[after first hour]

After class people came up to introduce themselves to me. Surprisingly most of them where dudes. Not surprisingly most of them where dudes with big egos. One seemed to think that he had me already in bed with him."Hellllllllooo there." He said while checking me out. His eyes lingering on certain parts. Grrr.

"Eyes up here! And hi." I said in a voice that said 'get away from me you creep'. He didn't get the memo.

"My name is Michel Stronghold. I wanted to welcome you to Tide Waters High." He smirked, a cocky smirk that just want me to wipe it off his face. I didn't like him already. He reminded me of Todd, the biggest...NO!!! Don't waste time on that son of a biscuit eater!!! So I did the best thing for his face, I ignored him and walked away. Yes I have a temper. So what?

When I got through the door I sneaked a peek at my schedule. I had to sneak because of the overly helpful medium sized male population of the stupid school. When I looked I saw I had science next. Yes!!! A class where I can get an easy A! It was in room 29. Which I had no idea where that was, so I went to my locker, and opened up the door to look at the map inside. See I am a smart girl. Anyway I saw that it was only a couple of doors down from where I was standing, so I put up the unnecessary items and headed towards the class.

I walked in the door and headed over towards the older naive lookin lady that I was assuming was the teacher, Mrs.Quail. "Hello." I said as I got nearer. She looked up. When I mean looked up, I mean she had to look up. She was kinda on the short side. She sputtered. "H-Hello. Your Annabelle, right?" She asked.

"Yes, ma'am." Then I noticed something. On her board, I saw all these clips of a newspaper, that had pictures of girls playing basketball. Then I saw something that looked liked team pictures. And there was a familiar looking face in everyone of them. I looked back at Mrs.Quail. Then at the picture. Uh oh. Then I read the one from last year. Sophomore girls basketball team 10-11. Great just great. Why me!? For some reason something about me makes coaches instantly want to recruit me. It's annoying really. I can see why basketball coaches like me. I'm tall for a girl. Unfortunately at my old school I was the tallest person at my school. Literary. Even the guy teachers were at least an inch shorter than me. Do you know how hard it is to intimadate a person that you have to look up to just to be eye to eye? I'm only 5'11", I know thats tall for a girl but the adverage heighth for a guy is 6'!! So everyone where I grew up were midgets!!!Thankfully some girls are almost as tall as me here. And surprisingly some of the guys where taller than me. The air up here must do something to them...maybe that's why mom's doctor sent her up here... But I don't get why all the other coaches wanted me so badly. I was snapped back into reality by a voice.

"So, Annabelle. Do you play any sports?" Mrs.Quail asked.

"I run a little, but that's about it."

"Well, would you consider playing for the girls basketball team?" She asked with a gleam in her eye.

"No, thanks." She blinked rapidly a couple of times.

"Oh...okay. Here is your textbook and please sit down at the back near the window." Her voice changed from shocked to professional. Then I saw something one her face that I didn't like. I sat down in my seat right as the bell rang. I was putting my stuff in my desk when I looked up to see Mrs.Quail talking some girls. One of them had a letterman jacket on, a girl one, like the ones cheerleaders sometimes wear? Yea that . 'Cept it had Lady Wolves instead of cheerleading or whatever. And on a patch on her shoulder that i could see said Point gaurd. Uh oh. They kept looking at me. Great, they are planning something, I can feel it. Class finally started, Mrs.Quail decided to have me introduce myself to the class. After that was over I sat down and Mrs.Quail started doing her job. We where going over cells and that kind of stuff. Since I had already learned all that stuff at my old school. So I zoned out.