Flash a.i (EDITING)

Hero

Ingrid

I flopped onto the couch and grabbed the remote to the very large Tv. I clicked on the Tv to see the news flicked on. 

Stock Market crap. 

There was a loud bang at the door.

"It Yevett!" She yelled. Ugh. I groggily get up. "Let me in!" I swing the over sized door open. 

"Shh! Yevett. Its 6 in the morning! Are you trying to wake the town up?"

"No! Now hurry!" She said handing me a bag or two. "Go make breakfest! Your bus comes soon!" Her thick french accent said. 

"I was thinking on walking."

"No."

"Bu-"

"Butts are for sitting now go eat!" She said pushing me into the kitchen. I threw myself into a chair."What are you doing?"

"Waiting." I smiled.

"For what? Make your food."

"But you ARE the maid! Are you not?" I said as sarcasm filled my voice. 

"Oh haha." She said giving me a blank stare. She then listened. "Did you turn the Tv on in the living room?"

"Yes."

"Go shut it off." She pointed at the living room with a smile. I did as told only to go back and see that Yevett turned the Tv in the living room. 

"Next up!" The news man Chuck Garrdds said. "Flash! Have the found him?" 

"Ahh." Yevett sighed. 

"What?"

"Flash is so dreamy..." 

"You realize your too old."

"What!" She shrieked. 

"He has to be like 20!"

"So? I am like 20!"

"More like 25."

"So?"

"Sorry to break your day dream Yevett." 

"Hush up and eat!" Your bus is on the way!" She said shoveling a mouthful of Lucky Bits in my mouth. She almost choked me. 

"YGAHCHAKNBEH!"

What? Don't you talk with your mouth open!" I managed to swallow the mess in my mouth.

"Now, what I said is, YOU'RE CHOKING ME!"

"Oh. I am sorry." She said pulling me out of my chair. "Very sorry. Now I belive that you have to go to school!"

"Do I have to!" I whined.

"YES!"

"But I wanna see who Flash is!" She kissed the top of my forehead. 

"I will record it for you!"

"Okay." I said as I was being shoved out the door. 

"Have fun!" She called as I was pushed of the stoop. 

"Bye!" I said acting happy. I am not. 

Yevett was our french maid.

She more of a family to me then my own parents.

The rickety old bus pulled to a stop at my house.

"Hello Ingrid." Said Judy the bus driver who was also a heavy smoker. Some how she cause the whole bus to smell.

"Hi." I mumbled swinging myself into the first open seat. Luckily no one wanted to sit with me so I could stretch out. I also opened my window letting the cool spring air enter the bus. Peolpe hated it but whatever! We eventually arrived at this terrible location called school. I walk into the 9th grade wing. Kids laughed and mocked me. 

"ALL OF YOU RUDE FLEES!" A voice boomed. "GET TO CLASS!" I turrned to see young Mr.Clifford. He was my favorite teacher. Not cause he has simple class. Or that we talk, Just the fact that he stands up for me. I put my things in my locker and scrambled off to class.

He was also more of a family to me then my very own. 

I walked into my math class to see Mr.Jones. He yelled at the class. Then assigned extra homework. Next was gyn with Mr.Burns. My class was what you would call a mixed class so that means two teachers. And sadly more students. The 10th grade teacher was Miss.Dunckelman. I changed into my gym clothes as fast as I could. The sat in my seat.

"Today we are playing doge-ball!" Mr.Burns said.

"We all know how to play this game!" Miss.Dunkelman cheered. I swear that she is younger than Yevett. The gym cheered. "Now we need 2 team captains. How 'bout 1 boy 1 girl." She said at Mr.Burns. "Both tenth graders!" She said. Five of the jocks raised there hands and five of the cheer leaders raised there hands. "Mr. Blu and Miss. Grenderr had there hands up first!" The most popular couple. They stood in front of us going through the 16 other 10th graders. Then they looked at us 9th graders. No shock I was chosen last. And Phoebe was not very happy. To be honestly it should have just been Girls against Boys. The balls were handed out. "Now everyone. Backs against the wall! 3...2...1...GO!" Everyone rushed up to throw the balls at the opposing teams. Instead of joining in I walked over to the corner and pushed against it. A ball rolled in front of my feet. I kicked it over to Phoebe. She looked at it and followed where it came from. 

"Are you gonna play or not!" She barked at me. I just looked at her. She rolled her eyes and threw the ball. Just not at the other team. Pain shot through out my face. I then picked the ball up off the ground and left my not-so-cozy corner. I walked out in the open and chucked the ball at her. It hit her smack dab on the cheek. "AH!" She squeaked. I will soo regret that. I then turned around to go back to the corner. I knew I would regret turning because I was pegged with 5 balls. I then went to the benches. 

"You should have seen that coming." Mr.Burns chuckled.

"Isn't that some form of bullying?"

"It is."

"So you just sit here?"

"You need to start do participate."

"I will when kids stop hating me." I mumble.

"Have you tried making a friend?"

"They all run away." I said when he started to laugh. "What?"

"I don't believe that."

"Haven't you heard? I am social suicide." 

"Whatever you say kid." He said looking back on the game. I over heard some girls talking about Flash. Why am I not surprised.