Chapter 1
“Alexandra!?” I stopped doodling and looked up to see Ms!. Fhagg waiting for me to answer her question!.
“Stand up, please!.” She motioned to me with her left hand!. I immediately closed my notebook and stood up from my seat!. I could feel dozens of eyes boring into me!. This is embarrassing!.
“Pardon, Miss!? Could you please repeat the question!?” I tried to make my voice sound like I didn’t really hear her well instead of doodling in my notebook, not listening to her discussion!.
“My question was, “What is another term for the circulatory system!?””
Thank God I at least scanned my book last night!. I could remember the lines perfectly!. Probably because after I read that one line, I closed my Bio book and immediately went to the living room and watched One Tree Hill!.
“I-it’s cardiovascular system, ma’m!.” I didn’t realize that my hands were sweating!.
She looked taken aback that I knew the answer, but nevertheless she said, “Hm, good!. Next time pay attention so I don’t have to repeat myself!. Sit down and listen!. Is that clear!?”
“Yes’m!. I mumbled and sat down, opening my notebook again and continued sketching Donald Duck!. No way in hell will I listen to her boring discussion about the heart!.
Ms!. Fhagg is my Bio teacher for my junior year!. She has medium-length curly brown hair, wears loads of make-up and jewelry, and has tortoiseshell glasses!. She also scowls a lot, and I believe that one day it will be a permanent fixture on her face!. I can tell she really hates me!. She does everything to make sure I fail her class, but what she doesn’t know is I have a power in cramming!. My best friend, Skye Sanders, and I call her The Fag!. Lots of my classmates are scared of her because of the subject she teaches, but it seems like I’m the only exception!. I’ve had lots of teachers hate me in the past, so I already have experience with terror teachers!.
The bell rings and I quickly stuff my things in my bag!. I head out the door to find Skye waiting for me by the lockers!. She’s always been my best friend since 1st grade!. My mom was late in picking me up after school and I was crying like mad!. Skye kept me company while she was waiting for hers!. She was the kind of girl who never worries about little things such as that!. Yeah, I was a stupid 1st grader!. But it resulted to a beautiful friendship!.
Skye has long brown hair with soft curls, a petite face and now perfect teeth after her braces were taken off in 5th grade!. She took ballet and etiquette lessons last summer, so she’s both graceful and proper!. She’s also addicted to jewelry, and she wears a different ring every week!. Considering her mom’s in the jewelry business, that’s not really surprising to me!.
“Hi, Lex! You’ll never guess what happened in Algebra class! Mrs!. Barringer’s dentures fell off! It was the funniest thing! You should’ve seen it!”
“Darn!. I was in The Fag’s class doodling Donald Duck!” I put my Biology book in my locker and put in my bag my History book, which is my next class after recess!. We went outside the courtyard and sat down on our usual spot!. I got out a Gatorade and a Snickers bar!. Skye took out of her bag a battered copy of Undead and Unemployed and a bottle of water!.
“You’re reading that again!?” Skye is such a bookworm!. I’m surprised she’s still not wearing glasses after all the books she’s read!.
“W-ell!.!.!.it’s just so addicting!” She starts opening her bottle and takes a sip!.
“How many times have you read it anyway!?” I took a bite out of the Snickers!.
“Hmmm!.!.!.5, I think!.”
“Bookworm!.”
“Bookworm Skye!.”
And we laughed together!.
Opinions and advice highly appreciated! She wrote other stories but scrapped them because she said "It was going nowhere and it was just for fun!."Www@QuestionHome@Com