Uncontrollable

Chapter Two

Jerry: H-Hey Breanna…

Breanna: Hey Jerry! Cracker?

Jerry:

*Backs up against the wall*

Breanna: What is up with you?
Jerry:

*Runs away terrified*

Liz: Well, that was weird.

Breanna: Do you know what that's all about?

Liz: Maybe, but I can't really say. Anyway, will you do the disclaimer, Breanna?

Breanna: (Sighs) Sure I don't have anything else to do…Liz doesn't own anything except me.

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BREANNA'S POV (I'll change pov's later)

I shook my head and continued on my way. I picked up my skateboard and jumped on. I enjoyed the wind in my brown hair. I saw four boys talking. One was a ginger wearing nerdy clothes, but still looking cutely nerdy. Another was an African American boy with braces that seemed to be the joker of the group. Still another had long shaggy brown hair just scraping his collar bone. He was pretty cute, but nothing compared to Jerry. Then I finally saw him. He was as handsome as when I first saw him.

As I approached the school, I saw a blonde girl riding a skateboard, too. She was really pretty and had spiraling curls just like mine. She had combat boots and was wearing a jacket. She wore fuzzy socks under her boots, just like me, except hers were red and white. She had a red jacket on top and her color theme seemed to be red and white. She made a stop at the front of the school. I approached her hesitantly, because she would be the first friend I made. Well, besides Jerry, but he didn't really seem to like me.

As I walked towards her, she turned around and smiled. I reached where she was, and she said, "Hi! I'm Kim. Many people call me Kimberly." She looked at me threateningly. "Or, well, they used to."

I laughed until I saw the expression on her face: dead serious. Then she eased up and laughed along. "I'm just kidding. So what's your name?"

"I'm Breanna. I just moved here from New York City."

"That's so cool, Breanna! I've always loved New York. So are you going to Seaford High?"

"Yeah are you?"

"Yup! Can I see your schedule?" She looked at it and squealed. We have all the same classes. Well, except for dance."

"Oh my gosh! That's so cool. By the way, do you know a guy named Jerry? Jerry Martinez?"

"Yeah I know him. We hang out all the time."

"Is he- is he a nice guy?"

"Yes, he's one of my best friends. Oh, and remind me to introduce you to the guys!"

"Okay, cool. Because I was thinking- well... I don't know, but..."

"What is it?"

"Um...he's kind of cute and..."

She grinned. "Oh, I see where this is going! Yeah, he's really nice and sweet. I see why you like him."

"What? Y'all don't have a thing, do you?"

She stared at me for five seconds, horrified. Then she started laughing so hard she almost cried. "Me? Jerry Martinez? Jerry would rather eat a saltine than be with me! And the feeling is totally mutual! Don't worry Breanna, he's all yours. Well, almost. There is this girl named Katie that he's had a crush on since kindergarten. She likes him now, but his feelings are starting to wear off."

"Okay, good. From the way you were talking about him I tho- Wait! Did you say a saltine? Oh my gosh!"

"What happened?"

"This morning, I grabbed a saltine cracker for breakfast. When I came up to Jerry, I started talking to him, and whipped out my saltine. He went all jumpy and ran away from me. Twice!"

"Oh no! Jerry's gonna be like, really scared around you now! You have to gain his trust slowly. Start talking to him a little each day."

"Okay, I'll ease my way in."

We reached the school, and Kim showed me where my locker was. She left, and I looked at my combination. Okay, turn twice to thirty-three. Turn once to four. Go straight to forty-six. Sounds more like a navigation to me!

I finally got my locker open. I felt something brush against my elbow. I felt this weird tingling. I shook my arm, thinking it had fallen asleep. I looked down to see what it was, and...

Hey, my fluffy kittens! Can anyone guess what happens next?