Good boy? Bad girl? Who cares..

"Spit it out!"

"Emilia" I said in a bored tone.

"Cassidy" my step-sister replied happily as she flicked her blond hair back, I rolled my eyes as I copied her flicked my hair back.

"MUM!" Cassidy shouted, my step-mum looked at me and sighed. She took out her red lipstick and began putting it on slowly. I nudged Cassidy which nudged Marian (step-mum) and made her lipstick go all over her face. She turned towards Cassidy with a glare.

"WATCH IT!" she scowled, I laughed quietly as Cassidy gasped.

"IT WASN'T ME!" she shouted, she turned to me with a glare "It was her!" she folded her arms looking at me. I put my hands up in surrender and batted my eyes innocently.

"Would I do anything like-" my little brother cut me off before I could finish anything.

"Do you want a bubbly?" he asked surprisingly kind until we saw what he was doing, I smirked as Cassidy and Marian stood there gaping.

"Oh thank you" said the reception lady, she took one and them... "AHHH!" her scream was heard, lets just say for an old woman she can scream...

"You little..." the reception lady started, I raised my eyebrows. She looked at me then at Marian "Little charming young man" she replied too nicely... I chuckled loudly catching her attention, she turned to me and glared.

"So here is your time tables, I hope not to see any of you in here again!" she said through gritted teeth, Cassidy stormed off with a huff. While, Marian was still wiping the lipstick of off her face, which doesn't look like its budging.

"See you later" the reception lady said loudly trying to gain Marian's attention, hinting for her to leave... I laughed as Marian carried on wiping her face, without even glancing up.

I walked out the reception office just as Marian was dragging Jackson by the ear towards the car, I laughed as I looked down at my timetable:

Maths- Mr tamarind

English - Miss Susie

French - Mr Paragon

History- Miss East

P.E - Mr Harvey

Art- Mrs Shandell

Well having maths first thing, is just cruel. I sighed as I walked up the stairs and towards my maths room, I may be new but I do have a thing off finding my classes very quickly, especially when you move house to house at least once a year maybe even twice.

I strolled into the room without a care in the world, I sat down right at the back and waited for the class to start. Chewing and blowing on my bubbly as my teacher spoke about 'Pie charts' I zoned out and glanced out the window. Nothing, I couldn't see nothing. No, before you ask... I haven't just magically gone blind. Its froggy that's all.

"Miss Cornwell" Mr timberland shouted pulling me out of my daze, I slowly turned to look at him to see him staring at me intensely. I nodded my head in hes direction as I folded my arms, waiting for him to talk. But he didn't, I just sat there as everyone stared at me along with the teacher.

"What!?" I shouted getting annoyed. I heard him sigh as he picked up the small bin and walked towards my desk. Confused I stared at him with both eyebrows raised, he pointed to the bin he to me. I looked at him like hes a freak running around shouting 'I smell cake, yes cake, I'm on cake'

"Spit it out" he ordered.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Spit it out!" hes voice grew louder.

"SPIT WHAT OUT?" I shouted getting annoyed.

"Your bubbly" hes voice lowered, I saw he was getting just as angry as I was. Hes hands were shaking and hes face was growing red.

"Oh this?" I pointed in my mouth as I showed my bubbly, he nodded. I then spat it out, but not in the bin...No, I spat it and it landed on hes shoes. I don't like it when people order me about, and whats the harm in chewing a bubbly in class?

"MISS CORNWELL, OFFICE NOW!" he shouted outraged. I stood up laughing but slowly and gradually walked too the office in my own pace, well a turtles pace. Because if I walked this slow, a granny would be able to beat me, talk about embarrassing

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"Detention for 1 week" the head teacher said in a bored tone, I shrugged my shoulders when I headed out the door and towards the lunch room to get some food, I'm hungry, don't judge, I eat a lot!

As I was walking towards the lunch room, I saw a group off boys in leather jackets and- you know what you all know what typical bad boys look like so I'm just not gonna explain...Anyway, they was surrounding a nerd with glasses- and well you also know what a nerd looks like. And well they was bullying him (like in stories).

But as if I was going to watch someone get bullied, I hate bullies! and to my niceness I helped the guy out bu running over to them screaming my head off like a crazy woman. But they did run off, not without calling me a freak.

I laughed as I picked the books up for the boy and passed them too him, he smiled nervously at me as he took the books from me and placed them in hes locker "Thank you" he breathed as he pulled hes top down and started walking with me towards the lunch room.

"No biggie" I replied calmly.

"No seriously, I owe you-" I cut him off with a happy grin "You can buy me food!" I said with a big goofy smile, I heard him chuckle before nodding.

"Okay ill buy you food" I cheered happily.