My OCs

DJ

DJ was not the kind of person you would expect from a rich family, in fact she was the exact opposite, instead of bragging and showing off how rich she was she kept to herself, instead of wearing designer clothes and all that expensive junk she wore whatever she saw that she liked from a local store, she was one of those rebellious kids that did the opposite of what their rich parents wanted, "nice" clothes, no, an old blue T-shirt, a black leather jacket, jeans and combat boots would do. nice braided hair? No way, DJ dyed her hair a pinkish purple and stuck it straight up in spikes with hair gel.

The two things that her fancy parents got from her that they wanted were good grades and a good reputation. When DJ was about to be introduced to her new class everyone was expecting another jerk like Jay who was always teasing and daring people on how they couldn't beat him in a race or eat as many hamburgers as him or something equally ridiculous, and who would've thought that he was about to get beaten by the new kid?

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"I'm DJ and this is my story".

"Our story," Max corrected.

" yeah yeah moving on".

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DJ

As I stood outside the door to I new classroom waiting for my new teacher Mrs.Grace to call me in I was wondering what her new classmates were like and what kind of work they would be doing and what was for lunch (I had woken up late and skipped breakfast) and other random things, like whether or not the green,red and black striped roller skates I was holding would fit in my bag or if I'd have to leave them in my new locker, just as these these thoughts were occuring to me

I heard Mrs.Grace telling the class that they had a new student and how they should help her out, show her around and all that stuff, about thirty seconds later after the lecture had ended Mrs.Grace finally decided to call me in to meet the class. As I walked in I saw the quizzical faces that showed that the were expecting some stuck up rich girl, heck they probably weren't even expecting a girl what with the nickname DJ and all that. "Class this is DJ and she will be joining us for the remainder of the school year," Mrs.Grace stated with the teacher introductory tone," tell them a little bit about yourself DJ."

" Well i'm DJ I turned fourteen a week ago, I like roller skating, sports,music, and horror movies," I replied with a matter of factly tone.

" does anyone have any questions for DJ " Mrs. Grace asked for me. A small kid in the back raised her hand. Mrs.Grace nodded smiling approvingly "first happy birthday it's cool that it's on valentine's day, and what does DJ stand for?" Rose, as I am now told, asked. " DJ doesn't stand for anything it's just a nickname I got by listening to music on my headphones all the time" I said looking around the classroom at my new peers. From what I could tell there were about twenty others in this class, and It took me about three seconds to spot the class daredevil, he was tall with bleached hair that made him hard to look at, with a red hoodie and jeans he was easily one of the tallest people in the class, the only competition being the kid wearing a black t-shirt with crossbones. " Then what's your real name " Rose asked looking a bit confused. " I'll never tell", I said grinning. " any other questions," Mrs.Grace asked glancing around the room. The daredevil raised his hand. "Jay", Mrs.Grace called on him in suspicious tone as if he were about to grab something valuable then disappear in a puff of smoke, which he probably was. " You skate"? He asked looking at the roller skates that were slung over my shoulder.

" Yeah, so?" is said narrowing my eyes at him just as suspicious as the teacher. " you think you can beat me in a race?" the daredevil asked raising an eyebrow. " HA" I laughed in a mocking tone," I know I can".

" Prove it to me by winning against me, i'll race on foot, you with your skates," he said grinning mischievously

" OH, IT'S ON!" I shouted looking him straight in the eye. " Okay great, and one more thing, I win I get your skates, you win I can't dare you, or anyone else in this school for a month," " HEY," I shouted cutting him off I never agreed to that!" " yes, you did" a geeky kid in the back with square rimmed glasses with a green shirt with what looked like a robot from a video game on it spoke up, "everyone in this room about O point seven minutes ago heard you shout oh it's on in Jay's face" he concluded pushing his glasses up his nose." not helping" a red headed kid whispered to the kid with the glasses who's name was Max "sorry," Max replied looking at the teacher who he hoped was about to start the class.