The Sacred Stallion

Chapter 1 ~

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A.N. ~ Hey guys! As you can see, I got a new book that I am writing! This book, unlike "Orphaned By Many" , will have as much detail as possible and will have editing. So this book will be unpadet every 2nd or 3rd day. I might, starting on June 12th, 2014, update as much as everyday. Hope you guys like "The Sacred Stallion" !

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Chapter 1 ~

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I groaned and got up while lazily putting on my bunny slippers. While going to the bathroom, I smelled the sweet aroma of my mom cooking something for breakfast. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Putting on some deodorant as I went back into my room to get my clothes. I looked into my closet and saw a huge pile of clothes. "Should have cleaned this before spring break ended" I thought. I was rummaging through some stuff and found some skinny jeans, a heart necklace came out of nowhere so I decided to wear it, and a hot pink tang-top that said "I <3 California". I went downstairs but only to see that my mom was not cooking, but instead of her, it was dad, and they both didn't seem happy about something. "Good morning!" I said in a cheery voice. I thought it might lighten their mood but I was wrong. They just continued doing what they where doing and said nothing. Then I remembered.

~ flashback ~

"Kathy Bates what do you think you are doing?!" My mom yelled at me. "None of your business!!!" I yelled back at her. "Kathy you are grounded." My mom was saying as she walked away. I was painting my room a color that my mom would never allow. She hated black, and I decided to make why WHOLE room black, to see how she reacted. It was a dare from my best friend, Stacy.

~ end of flashback ~

So now I know for sure why she is mad. I wanted to tell them, but then I noticed that I was running late to school. I ran to school, practically out of breath about halfway to the school. I got a strange feeling, inside of me , but I decided it was just guilt and brushed it off. I got to school, and as usual, got  evil stares from the popular girls as I walked by them. I also got strange looks and whispers behind my back about 80% of the time. I got to my first class which was math about 5 minuets late. Every-one stared at me like I just killed 5 people. "What?! I can't be 5 mins late?! It's not like you guys are never late!" I accidentally said out loud. My teacher gave me a look that said "Go to your seat." and I rushed over to my seat. Right as I sit down, I hear laughing behind me. 2 boys sat behind me and they always do something weird EVERY. SINGLE. CLASS! I decided it was something that they did to the teacher, because she sat down at the same time as I did, and put away my things. 30 minuets went by like 30 years and by the time class was done I was sleeping on my desk and drooling on my papers. I woke up with a jerk realizing that class ended. I went into the bathroom to fix my hair and what I saw when I looked at myself from behind was bad. VERY bad...