Every Dead Rose

Chapter 1

(The girl in the pic is the main character Casper)

I pulled my text books out of my locker and stuffed them in my bag slamming the locker door.

"Who's got your panties in a twist?" Simon asked. He came up behind me and tugged my ponytail.

"Just Mr. Banks, he gave me a detention just because I was late to class.... again."

"How many times have you been late?" Simon asked pushing his glasses up on his nose.

"Only 8 times." I said throwing my hands up in frustration.

"You only have to be late four times to get a detention."

"Does that mean I get two detentions!" this is ridiculous, I don't have the time for that. I still have to fix my motorcycle and work.

"I don't know you'll have to ask him."

"Simon!"

"What?"

"Your not being very helpful." I grabbed his arm and started pulling him towards Mr. Banks class.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"He'll think your a good influence on me and that I picked a good friend so he'll only give me one detention."

"Sneaky."

"Whatever just help me get him off my back ok?"

"Pushy pushy." He replied. I pulled him into Mr. Banks room and approached the teacher.

"Mr.Banks, it only takes 4 tardies to get a detention but since I had more than that do I have 2 detentions?"

"Well I hadn't realized but since you pointed it out yes you now get two."

"But don't I get bonus points for being honest or something." I said coldly.

"Not with that attitude, I expect to see you after school tomorrow."

"Fine whatever." I muttered storming out of the room slamming the door behind me.

"That is not how to get on a teachers good side."

"I don't give a crap, are you coming over or not?"

"I can't I have a test to study for. You should try it sometime."

"Haha very funny, I have to fix some stuff anyway." I walked away and headed to the front door. I pushed the door open and walked to where my motorcycle was parked. There were a couple of guys there throwing what looked like water balloons at it and laughing. I pushed through the crowd that was gathered there and stood right in front of Darren, the boy throwing water balloons. All the others that were throwing them ran off in opposite directions.

"What do you think your doing to my bike." I said shoving him backwards.

"Oh if it isn't the queen of the morons." He said chuckling.

"Yeah you just keep laughing at your own jokes, no one else is." I retorted glaring at him.

"You know what." He stepped towards me and pushed me to the ground. I slid my leg out kicking his legs from behind making him fall. I climbed on top of him and threw a couple punches. His nose started bleeding and his eye started swelling up. He rolled over so he was on top of me and did the same to me. I brought my knee up so it hit him in the chest. He fell over to the side of me and curled up clutching his chest. I gave him a hard kick and than jumped onto my bike swinging my bag over my shoulder. The crowd around us moved out of the way as I started up the engine. I flipped him off and than zoomed off. Let's just hope he doesn't go and spill to the principle.