A Little Piece Of Hope

School yeay! (note the sarcasim)

Chapter 3 =D

 OK, WHO THE HELL IS SITTING ON ME AND WHAT IS THAT NOISE!? I woke groggily to find that my little - pain in the butt - brother was sitting on top of me while the alarm clock was screaming. I pulled the covers over my head and groaned.

"Turn that god damn thing off!" I shouted to Josh.

"Nope, not until you get up, mum told me to make sure your awake." He bounced up and down on the bed until i finally gave up nd threw the covers off me and ran to turn the alarm clock that was on my dressing table.

"Looks like my job here is done." He said as he jumped off my bed and ran for the door, I guess dodging my rampage that would soon come.

"Yeah, you run you little runt. Don't forget who has to take you to school." Ha, ha. Time for payback. I shut my door when he left and went over to my dressing table and turned on my docking station, pressing play on the ipod. Instantly Where Is The Love by Black Eyed Peas streamed through the speakers. I started singing to the top of my lungs.

'Peaple killing, people dying. Children hurtin' when you hear then crying. Can you practise what you preach? Can you turn the other cheek?"..."Father Father Father, help us send some guidance from above, cause' people got me got me questioning, Where is the love?" I jumped up and started dancing around my room. When I heard a cough and a laugh I stopped and turned to the door. My mum and dad were standing there staring at me with laughter in their eyes. Oh boy, I'm gonna get this tight.

"Sorry to interupt, you Fergie." my dad laughed. "But you only have 30 minutes to get ready and head to school so you better get ready quick, we all know how long it takes for a girl to get ready." My mum playfully hit is stomach as he pretended that it hurt. They are like a pair of teenagers, still madly in love, it was so sweet.

"Ok. Ok, I'll be ready soon" I jumped over and turned the music off and went to my closet then heading into the bathroom. I Picked out a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a tight fitting white t-shirt, my converse and my new white jacket. Once I was ready I walked into the living room to find my little brother but he wasn't there.

"Josh, where are you?" I shouted.

"I'm in the kitchen." He said while munching on a bowl of cereal.

"Don't speak with your mouth full." Mum sternly told him off.

"Sorry mum" He bowed his head sheepishly.

"Come on Joshy, we need to get to school so move your butt before I make you." He lundged from the chair and ran for the door. I guess he remembers the last time, I had to 'make' him move. Lets just say that didn't go down to well with mum.

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 After walking down the main road and passing a clutter of shops, we reached Josh's new school. It looked really old fashioned, a little like an old abbey but bigger and more childish, due to the butterflies and hand-print drawings on the windows.

 Josh stared up at the building and I could tell he was a little nervous. So was I to be honest, I wasn't too bad until it was time for us to leave and realisation kicked in that I'm the newbie. I mean it's fine when you just start high school because everyone is new so you meet people, but when you come from a different place and you are coming into other people territory that have knew each other for years, you stand out like a sore thumb.

"Well I need to go, but have a nice day and I'll be here to get you at the end of the day." I gave him a short hug then left. Now for my school - dun, dun, dun. I had walked for maybe another 10 minutes then I finally reached the school, which looked very modern in comparrison to Joshy's school. Walking through the gates my stomach was flutterying, the nervse were starting to kick in. It's times like this that I'm glad I brought my IPod, music always makes me feel better. Sliding it out my pocket I put in my earphones the hit play. The Captain by Biffy Clyro played. Oh I loved this song, I just wanted to sing along, but that wouldn't be too great getting caught singing on your first day.

The front doors loomed infront of me, but when I reached for the door it slammed open and a boy ran into me.

"Hey, watch where your going." His friends behind him laughed. Ugh! Typical high school boys, worshipping a low life would probably cant even tie his own laces.

"Excuse me?" I exclaimed raising my eyebrow.

"Yeah you heard me, now move." He laughed. It halarious how he actually thinks he's funny and that I would move aside for him to prance down the stairs with his bitches. Ha!

"The only thing I move for is music." I walked past him and stepped inside. I could hear them bustling around then footsteps were behind me and something yanked on my arm. I was face to face with the guy again. I  would have found him pretty cute if he never opened his mouth.

"Did I say you could leave?" He gripped my arm tighter but I pulled so he would release me.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't realise I need consent." I laughed and turned around to leave again.

"Hey! I'm not finishing talking to you!" He was getting annoyed now that I wasn't playing nice like the rest of the dogs in this place.

"Well I am" I kept walking. People were starting to notice this little confrontation. Never a good thing, this is how the rumors start. Next thing I know, by lunch time I will have had a summer fling with the douche and now we aren't on speaking terms to say as much. High school is such a joke, they only live for the gossiping.

He caught up with me and grabbed my shoulder in a vice grip. Boy this dude is determined!

"No one walks away from me." He snarled.

"Sorry to say buddy, but I just did. And are you for real? I mean come on." I lifted my hand exasperated. He looked stunned for a second. I guess no one has ever asked that. Rolling my eyes I removed his hands and headed for the sign that read Administration office.

"This isn't over." I heard him mutter. Once I had talked to the receptionist she handed me a class schedule, a list of books I would need and a map of the building. I had first period English, so I worked out that the class was on the second floor and the first door to the left. The bell rang on cue and I walked up the stairwell closest to me. Walking into class was awful awkward, half of the student were already there and their line of sight instantly went to me, I ducked my head as I walked up to the teacher - Mr Reynolds - and showed him the list and he handed me a blue booklet, as well as two text books.

I walked to the only remaining seat which happened to be one infront of the douche with no manners. Sittin down I slid my bag of my shoulder and let it drop to the floor. Half way through the lesson a piece of paper landed on my desk. Flipping it open I read: This isn't ova!  I quickly wrote back : Oh yea it is! and scrunched it up and turned in my seat throwing it at his face. This was going to be a long day.