X~x Outcast x~X

[Escelators'~For~Emos']

Chapter One:

'This is my life. This is me.'

"FINE..." I said as I slamed the door to my bedroom. I'm so sick of her nagging! My mom can be the most annoying person on earth. I went over to my computer and hit the monitor button. I opened internet explorer and went to my profile page. No new comments. Great. Just the begining to my unpopular. outcast. life. I threw myself on my full size bed and turned over only to peer out of my window to see the blackened sky.

Beep...beeep...beeep...
6:00. I am so lazy. I just will sleep a little longer. I place my hand on the snooze button as I turn back over. BAM... my mom slams open the door. "Olivia! Get up!" I roll out of bed and walk over to my closet. I reached in and grabbed a pair of jeans, polka dotted short-cut shirt and a pair of flat shoes. I take my books and throw them over the top of the stairs. CRASH! They hit the landing at full speed. I turn around and enter the bathroom grab my toothbrush and wash my face.

Oh sh*t! My bus! I dash for the door and slip on my shoes. My books in one hand as I forget my breakfast and lunch on the counter. I run out of the door to my next door neighbors house and my bust stops. I get on and my arch-enemie, Joe Mirenda, is sitting behind me.

"Oh? Hana Montana again?" I say to screw with him. He replies with a regular "F*ck you.." and puts on his head phones. Oh yes, that just made my day. I grab my i-pod and position my headphones in place. 'Hmmm...I think a little deprssion MCR will do it today...' I say to myself.

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[Escelators'~For~Emos']

Chapter Two:
'This is my life. This is me.'
Eeeaak..The bus doors open as I pause my song where it just happens to be getting to the good part. I sit there calmly as a giant stampede marches through the aisle. Last one out.. yay me.

I stop at my locker and enter my combo. 26-10-06. It. won't. open. Jammed. ...again. I turn over to my fellow friend. "Hey Kay-Kay, can you help me with my locker?" "Sure.." she says as she runs down the hall to homeroom to place her books down. I gave her my combo and it was jammed again. Mrs. Nelson, my HR teacher walks out. "Olivia, Katie. Hurry up!".

We walk into homeroom, with my hands empty handed. I go to first period and my teacher asks where my books are. "My locker..it's..not opening." she walks out to the hallway and several tries later she calls the custodiants.

They have to open up my locker with a key and by time it's open, second period is just beginning. My teacher hands me an assignment pad, all the work I didn't get to do in class. Oooh yay, thats an hour of HW alone.
Oh, I can tell today will be great...

[endlessdaydream]

((My advice would probably be to have only one person speaking in paragraph. It can sometimes get confusing when others are reading it. But other than that I think its pretty good ^.^.))

[Cristyll]

((It's pretty good. Some grammar/punctuation mistakes, but I can live with it. Good story though.))

[Escelators'~For~Emos']

((Ahh..yeah I know what you mean. Sorreh it's stinks so bad. Hope you guys keep reading..bbl))

[endlessdaydream]

((Ahh..yeah I know what you mean. Sorreh it's stinks so bad. Hope you guys keep reading..bbl))
((It doesn't stink. Not everyone is going to be perfect at writing but taking constructive criticism helps better you as a writer. I'll keep reading. I've kinda gotten used to stories written like this.))

[Escelators'~For~Emos']

Chapter Three:
[The 'Clique''

Finally! It's the end of second activity and next is lunch! I ran to my locker and I grabbed my bagged lunch.

My sandwich got squished, Oooh..don't you just love smushed, soggy, jelly bread?
"Well if it isn't Jessica..." I say to my friend in annoyance.

I turn around to find the whole table talking behind my back. I walked over to Carolanne and spill my chocolate milk all over her shirt. "Ooops..." I said with a giggle in my voice as I throw out my lunch.

I find myself in the principals office at the second half of my second period class. Oh wow. They called my mom. I tried to make me sound innocent, but well..it didn't work.

The bell rings and I head to my locker. I grab my books and when I get home my mom is waiting for me. "Yes?" I ask. "Oh nothing, just do you homework and come downstairs when your done..." she replied. I run up to my room with a suspicious thought. Oh god...