Not So Different

Adventure 1

Not So Different

~Adventure 1~

"Good Girls go to heaven

Bad Girls go everywhere"

~Helen Gurley Brown

The Girl. The one who doesn’t give a fuck about anything. That's me.

I'm not saying that my life sucks or anything, but its definitely interesting. Very interesting. My Mom died when I was about 9, so I remember her a little, but now i'm 16. My birthday is Oct. 20th. I’ve always loved it because its so close to Halloween. We just moved into a new apartment with my dad and two younger brothers. Yes, I was the oldest in the family, which also sucked. We moved to a new state and im transferring in the middle of the school year. Its April. I'm really bored with the intro, so lets move on.

I was the kind of girl who scared the shit out of people. Who had tattoos, smokes and wore leather jackets all the time. I also may or may not have a little bit of anger issues. Most of all, I hate rich people. I absolutely hate them. More than I hate anybody else. They live in big mansions with expensive clothes and maids to do everything for them. On the other hand, I live on the wrong side of town and do everything I need without anybody elses help. I may not get everything handed to me on a silver platter, but at lease I have independence. I don’t need anybody. No one.

Well, here it goes. I'm walking into the front office of the school. I see the desk and walk in that direction, while applying another coat of my dark lip stick. There is a snippy lady there typing at her computer.

“I'm the new student,” I say with a 'for your information' attitude. The lady looks me up and down with a sour face.

“Yes, your name?” she said once she was finished eying me.

“Samantha Spence,” I said while 'accidentally' knocking over a jar full of pencils on the desk.

“Oh, Im so sorry” haha not really, but I said it with a dramatic attitude.

Then, she did something that amused me. She growled. She growled at me. Literally. I couldn't help but chuckle, which made her attitude even worse.

“Oh its fine, here's your schedule. Hurry to class, the bell already rung.” She said with a sickly sweet smile, in which I repeated.

I exited the office doors and looked at the papers. Oh shit. The bell rung about 10 minutes ago. I quickly took out my earbuds and put them in my ears. My first class was English. Ew, I hate English. I guess it would be a great place for me to get used to the time change. Wait, was there a time change?

It was room 264. I never got room numbers at schools.

As I continued my journey, I danced down the hallway. I banged on the lockers while shuffling through the empty path.

Oh, there we go. Room 264. There was a sticker on the top of the closed door that said “Learning is Fun-tastic.” I nearly threw up in my mouth, but swallowed it before I opened the door. When I did open the door, I saw all the students. They all turned their attention to me. Most of them were looking at my tattoos running up my arm. The short bald teacher looked angry.

(Which was quite hilarious to look at, by the way) His mouth started moving up and down like he was talking to me, so being the nice person I am, took out my earbud.

“Pardon?”

“I said, who are you and why are you in my classroom.” His forehead wiggled as he talked, which was just another funny trait about the guy.

“My name is Sam, but whats it to ya?” I said, sounding a bit Country like.

“Well, 'Sam,' I know your the new student, but it is never 'ok' to be late to my class. Do you have an excuse note from the counselors office?”

“Nope” I said, popping the 'p' while scanning the classroom for cute guys, paying absolutely no attention to what he was saying.

“Well, Miss Sam, if you don't have one, you need to go get one.”

“Oh, you could go with Gavin. I was just yelling at him for not completing his project.” he continued.

“Aww, come on. I just wanna break for once.” said Gavin, who was surprisingly handsome.

“Yea, just give the kid a break. He already has a hard enough time trying to get a girlfriend.” I said. The class broke out into laughter, while Gavin was shooting daggers at me with his eyes.

“That's enough!!!” baldie said to the class. “Both of you, leave my room now and don't come back until you have a note,” he said pointing at the door while starring at me.

(Hmm, Mr. Baldie. I like his new name)

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Ahhh!! First Story, I hope somebody reads it tho!

Adventure 1

But I really NEED AN EDITOR! If  you know anyone or are one, could you please message me? I would realllly appriciate it! Oh, and I need a new cover, I suck at it. -_-

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