Voodoo Doll l.H {on hold}

School sucks.

*Beep beep beep* I slammed my hand down on my alarm, silencing the horrid sound telling me I had to get out of bed. Oh yea, today was my last day of school. Yay. It was Friday so that was a plus, but that also meant that we were moving to Australia tomorrow. I sighed and rolled out of bed. I slowly dragged myself into the bathroom and washed my face. Then I sulked back to my room and walked over to the boxes I had packed my clothes into and fumbled for something to wear. I ended up throwing on a pair of black high waisted jeans and a bright pink see through button up blouse with a white cami underneath. I quickly threw my hair into a messy bun. Then I lazily put on some mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, and lipgloss. I looked in the mirror one more time before I walked down the stairs, tripping along the way. My mom was sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Morning" she said. I ignored her and walked passed her to get a bowl of cereal. I ended up having Fruity Pebbles after five minutes of indecisiveness. I sat down at the table and began to eat my cereal. My sister skipped down the stairs and grabbed a muffin, then sat down beside me. She started talking to my mom so I walked back up stairs to finish getting ready.

When I came back downstairs I quickly slipped on my black converse and tied the laces. I threw my bag over my shoulder, grabbed my lunch from my mom, and walked out the door in one swift motion, ignoring my mom say good luck in a hopeful "lets make peace" tone .

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"What!? You're leaving already!?" Stacy cried.

I sighed and shoved my English book into my locker . "Yes Stacy. Look I told you when we met that I moved a lot." I replied exhaustedly.

" Yeah but you never mentioned Australia!"

"Trust me I'm still shocked my self" I said rolling my eyes.

"Well I'll miss you" she said, tearing up a little.

I turned to face her and gave her a weak smile. "I'll miss you too" I whispered. We hugged as she rambled on about how I am basically her only friend and how awesome I am and all this other sappy stuff. We broke the hug and I laughed.

"Stacy! Chill!" I giggled.

" Sorry." she said smiling as she tightened her pony tail. Stacy was a petite, skinny, outcast. She was wearing Ripped up skinny jeans, and a burnout Batman T shirt paired with striped black and yellow knee socks and white high top converse. She also had those perfect, thick, black rimmed ,'nerd' glasses just like my sister. I smiled at her outfit. It was so originally awesome and I loved it.

"I better get to Algebra." I said sighing "Where are you going?"

"P.E." She said frowning suddenly. Sports was something we both did not get along with at all. We absolutely hated it. Stacy had it worse though. But only because she had Ashley Morghan in her class. What can I say about Ashley Morghan? Ashley was a self obsessed, amazingly athletic, popular snob. Not only could she master any new sport in less than a day, but she looked perfect while doing it too. Which is why she dated a different football player every week. Ugh, I loathe that girl so much.

"Promise me that if you play soccer, you'll kick Ashley square in the face." I say.

An evil grin spreads across her face. "Promise" she replies.

I walk away from her and I'm halfway down the hallway when some jerk senior book checks me and all my stuff flies out of my hands and lands 2 feet in front of (speak of the devil) Ashley Morghan. I spin on my heel and shout "What the frick!?" at the senior. He laughs and keeps walking. I turn around to see Ashley about 2 inches away from my face, holding all my stuff.

"What's your name you look familiar?" she smirks.

"Olivia Abott" I say in annoyance knowing she is gonna do something horrible.

" O yeah! Aren't you that loser that sits in the corner of my history class and talks to Zit faced Stacy?" She growls as her friends giggle.

"Shut up Ashley." I hiss, too tired to try win this argument.

"Well I was gonna hand you your stuff but.."she starts " if you're gonna be like that..." she throws all my stuff in the air and all my papers fall down around me. She laughs and stalks off, making sure to stomp on all my stuff as she walks away. And there it is. I watch as she flips her long blonde hair. She was wearing a floral tank top that ended right above her belly button along with a black pencil skirt and heels. I sigh as I get down on my knees and pick everything up. My hand was stepped on twice. And of course I was late to Algebra. I take a deep breath and walk into Mr.Wittmans room.

"Where have you been?" he asks angrily.

"I had to stop in the guidance office" I lied as everyone in the room stared at me. He wrote me out a detention slip and I angrily snatched it out of his hand and stormed to my desk as everyone giggled.

Eventually lunch rolled around and Stacy and I decided to eat alone in the library. After lunch I had two more classes. Which included being hit by crumpled up pieces of paper, being made fun of, and being poked by random people to which I turned around to see people laughing at me.

After that I walked home and collapsed onto my bed, mentally preparing myself for the move tomorrow.

Stacy on the side :)