• "No, no, no!" Jamie Crisnall screamed as she heard her dreaded alarm clock sound off. "I'm not doing this again!" She screamed one last time before she slammed her fist down on the loud beast. It was Jamie's first day of tenth grade and she was the exact opposite of enthused. It wasn't that Jamie was nervous, it was just that thought of having to enter a world with immature superficial teenagers made her stomach churn. Jamie fell out of her twin sized bed and crawled into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom she was in the bathroom she clutched onto the icy cold counter and lifted her exhausted body up. But before she sat on "The Royal Throne" like she always did she stopped to look in the mirror. She examined the small red bumps on her naturally tanned skin, her long black hair that looked like a bird's nest from sleeping, and the huge bags under her amber eyes. "Well imp not super model." Jamie said to herself still looking at her tired sixteen year old face. After two minutes of doing this she gave up and sat on the toilet. When Jamie finally got herself together and walked out of the bathroom she looked at the clock in the other room and screamed "What the frick I only have ten minutes till the flippin bus leaves!" Jamie quickly ran to her room threw on a black band tee, a pair of ripped jeans, old sneakers, brushed her tangled hair, threw on her special crystal necklace her father had given her before he died yelled bye to her mother and ran out the door just in time before the bus began to leave. The bus was a zoo and Jamie always preferred sitting in the front where the animals were much more calmer. Jamie only had one friend whom she trusted, and told everything to. Her name was Rosemary Loynin. They had been friends since eighth grade. Even though they sometimes fought they were always there for each other no matter what situation the other was in. After ten minutes of listening to her mp3 player she finally looked out the old bus window and saw hell. It was good old Mel Shire High. A school where sluts sell themselves for five bucks, wannabee gangster run around with there pants half off their asses, jocks suck at sports and never win and game, and where potheads and burn outs make up 95 percent of the population. Oh this was certainly a paradise...for a criminal.” When Jamie jumped off the bus she saw Rosemary. Her long brown hair was painted with blue and blonde streaks that matched her red band tee and tight yellow skinny jeans that clutched her skeleton figure. Her green eyes were darkened with black eyeliner, her face had cakes of foundation, and she had a lip ring on her glossed lips. Rosemary ran up to Jamie and yelled:"Wazzup my sexy b***h!" Jamie put her hand over her face and shook her head. Rosemary was bisexual and was always hitting on any gender whether she was in a relationship or not. "This is why everyone think's I’m a lesbian." Jamie said still with her head down. "Haha yeah." replied Rosemary staring at Jamie's chest smiling.” Come on lets go lesbiana before your die of over heartbeat acceleration." Jamie snickered. "Ewww looks like the lesbians are back for another year and Mel Shire High!" Chloe the most popular, bittchest, sluttiest girl in school yelled at Jamie and Rosemary. Chloe was beautiful of course, she had tanned skin which she obtained from hours of non stop tanning, beach blonde hair, an ultra bright unnatural smile, and a perfect body with a fake chest to match. "Ha so which one you is the man, oh that's easy it must be Rosemary with that flat chest of yours." Chloe said while laughing her evil twisted laugh. "Oh hell no you fake tanned wannabe playboy b***h slut don't make me come over there and beat yo a**!" Rosemary yelled as Jamie struggled to hold her back.” Rose don't waste your time lets go before one of her fake orange boobs explodes." Jamie said calmly smiling. "What did you just say you..." but before Chloe could finish the sound of a motorcycle stopped her. Everyone outside stopped and stared at the mysterious person riding it. When the motorcycle was parked the driver removed his black shiny helmet and jumped off the red motorcycle. It was a boy. But not just any boy this boy was drop dead gorgeous. He had long flaming orange hair that came to his ears and swept over his gorgeous, sparkling emerald green eyes, his body was in perfect condition not to muscular but not to weak, his pale skin sparkled in the sunlight and was flawless, his beautiful body was covered with a blue shirt with a black jean jacket and black jeans to match, and on his neck he wore a small necklace. When Jamie saw this mystery boy her mouth dropped open in disbelief. When the mystery boy got closer Jamie's heart started pounding faster, and faster. Chloe began walking toward the boy expecting him to instantly fall in love with her but he walked right past her and continued walking towards Jamie and Rosemary. Jamie expected the boy to talk to Rosemary as most guys did but she was wrong. The boy walked right past Jamie smiled with a twinkled in his emerald eyes parted his lips and said to her in the most loveliest voice
    "Hey."
    Jamie was speechless she could not bring herself to respond to such a gorgeous boy. The boy kept smiling her then turned his head and continued into the school.