Erin

Part 1:

AN: thank's for reading, and please check out chapter 2 tomorrow!

Erin hated school. Get up, change, eat, go to school, and repeat. 'It's so simple and boring' as she says. Erin has gotten kicked out of plenty of schools. 15 in total.

She was attending Goode and she hated the sound of going again. Even though her dad was a teacher there, she still hated it. She hated all the kids, and the boys, teachers, and that nonsense.
              +Erins life now.+
Erin groaned and slapped her alarm clock, and rolled out of her bed, literally. She looked in the mirror and giggled at her silly attire. A blue neon shirt, bright yellow pants, and pink slippers, she must have been pretty tired. She brushed her hair and sighed as her hair grew flat. She liked her curls.

She slipped on a red blouse, lightly ripped jeans, and red converse slip ons. She put a bandana in her hair for the extra touch. Erin slid down the stairs and watched as her dad, opened the waffle maker, and put them on a plate. She smiled at him, and he frowned a little, then smiled. She stuffed a waffle in her mouth and jumped in her dad's gray 510.

She waited a few minutes and saw a boy walk past. He was cute. Raven hair, green eyes, not too muscular, he rolled his eyes as a curly haired crying girl practically dragged herself behind him, she giggled. He gave her a begging look, and she grimaced.

Bye guys!