Alright. The town is Wellington, Texas, and a new, strange family has just moved there. The new family has four foster children, and all of them are freshmen. The opening setting is Coach Bo's classroom, and I was having another heated discussion with my teacher about him being a hypocrite.
"But Coach! I already told you, I can't respect a hypocrite, so I can't be expected to respect or follow a hypocrite's rule, therefore, I can't follow your instructions." I stated.
"Miss Davis, if you don't respect me, right now, I will give you a zero every day for a week!"
"That's totally unfair!"
"Life is unfair! Get used to it!" He was yelling at me. That was totally not nice.
Just before I could respond in a smart-allacky way, the door opened, and a seriously pale dude with seriously wind-blown hair walked in. He passed by Kelsey Warren on his way to Coach Bo, and gagged. He looked like he was going to puke! Hopefully, right on Coach Bo. (Just kidding!) (not really.)
"And who are you? Coach Bo asked him.
The new, really white boy answered, "Reeves." He whipped his hair back and forth, Justin Beiber style. "Samm, Reeves."
"Oookaaay.... You can sit by Kelsey." Coach Bo told him.
Samm sat by Kelsey, and looked like he was trying hard not to throw up. Kelsey sniffed her arm pit, trying to find out what was the problem. As soon as the bell rang, Samm jumped up, and walked really fast out of the room.
"Hey! Weird kid! You can't leave until I say so!" Coach Bo yelled after him. "Alright, you all can go." We all left his class. I came into Coach Robert's class, and found Samm sitting in my chair.
"Hey. New dude. You're totally in my seat. Move." I told him.
"Bite me." he said. Oh no he didn't! I thought.
"Oh yes I did." He said. Whoa. What was up with that? Can this dude read minds?
"Yup. I totally can." OMG! What the crap?! Where did this kid come from?
"Coach Bo's class."
"How do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"That!"
"What do you mean, that?"
"You know!"
"Why would I ask you what you meant if I already knew?" Oh. This dude was asking for it.
"Stop with the mind games freak, and get out of my seat!"
Samm hissed at me. What the (explicit word)?! This guy had fangs!
"Tell me something I don't know." He read my mind again! Freaky... Is this guy a vampire? Like from that movie series?
"Whoa. You are totally a genius. Congrats."
Everyone started to file in behind me. I decided to sit on the opposite side of the room from the scary new kid.
Kelsey sat down beside me. "Hey Cass, why are you letting the new guy sit in your seat?" I saw Samm was staring at Kelsey like she was a Crunch Bar, or something.
I leaned in and whispered to her, "Kelsey, that dude is totally a vampire! He has fangs and everything!"
Kelsey laughed really loud. "Cass, just because the kid is really white, doesn't mean that he has to be a vampire. That would be silly."
"Will you please listen to me you stupid blond?! That dude wants to totally suck your neck!"
Coach Roberts heard my whisper. "Cassidy, don't talk like that! It's highly inappropriate. Now do my really long and boring work packet, and stop making fun of Kelsey. It's not her fault that she's really blond."
The rest of my morning was really dull, but how could it not be after some guy hissed at me? Finally, it was lunch time, and I was going to drive my jeep home. I climbed into my totally legit and awesome cherry-apple red jeep, and backed out of my parking space. I started to drive out of the parking lot, and suddenly, the tires lost their grip on the assfault, (ha. funny word.) and I was skidding out of control, straight towards Kelsey. Stupid icy roads.
I yelled out my window, "KELSEY! MOVE! I'M HEADING STRAIGHT TOWARDS YOU IN A DEADLY WEAPON ALSO KNOWN AS MY JEEP! THE ICE ON THE ROAD HAS MADE ME LOOSE CONTROL OF MY CAR! RUUUUUNNN WHITE GIRL!! RUUUUUUUUNNNNN!!!"
She just stood in front of her car like a deer stuck staring down headlights. My jeep swerved closer, and closer, and closer, then I saw Samm suddenly appear between my jeep and Kelsey, and stick his hand out. That was dumb. Now I was going to kill two high school students. Great.
The jeep slammed into Samm's hand, and there was a loud crunch, and a giant dent appeared in my side door. I felt my jeep stop, then flip over in the air above Kelsey and him. My head hit the steering wheel, the the window, which cracked and shattered.
Good thing I always wear my seat belt! I thought sarcastically. Then remembered that Samm might be able to read my mind, and thought to him, YOU (explicit word)! YOU DENTED MY JEEP!
Blood started to flow from my head wound, and the jeep hit the ground behind Kelsey's car, and continued to rolled a couple more times before finally coming to a stop.
My last coherent thought was, "Vampires suck." And I blacked out.
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