Chapter 1: Ivy Grove

Hi, my name is Ivy Grove. I live in a little town called Herelsehil(Her-el-see-hill). Yeah... the name is pretty long. Hmm..? What? Who am I talking to? I don't really know, but I really don't care either. I guess I should tell you that I have white hair. Yes, I mean WHITE FREAKIN' HAIR, people always ask if it's bleached or not. It's really annoying

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I have two sisters, my younger sister, Amy, and my older sister, Heather. Heather is your everyday valley girl, but she's more like a devil in a barbie appearance. Yep, an eighteen year-old barbie. She has long blond hair with stripes of pink in it. Yes, pink highlights. Pink, pink, pink... Oh, how I hate pink. Now Amy dearie is the most annoying younger sister anyone could have. She always asks questions and never leaves me alone. She copies me, too! Amy's 8. She also has silver-blond hair in tiny pigtails and everyone thinks she's adorable and completely angel-like. An angel-like little girl? Hell-no! To me, she is like a devil or the person who makes you atone for your sins when you die.

My parents died in a car accident about 7 years ago. They died because of a stupid teen who was jay-walking[Which means walking without a crosswalk, and you know... what an idiot]. And thus, my sisters and I got adopted by "Mommie Dearest" Karen Greenville. She likes my two sisters, but just not me. We also hardly talk to each other and I'd like it to stay that way.

My best buds are Zoey and Lily[Heh heh Lily and bud, I didn't really intend to have that joke, though]. Zoey has long black hair down to her waist and she always keeps it in twin braids. She has dark green eyes, kinda like pine trees. Lily has shoulder length, blonde hair with blue highlights, interesting mix of colors[it looks nice on her]. Her eyes are chocolate colored, but get covered by her glasses and become a dull, simple brown.

By the way, at school there's a girl who is very annoying, but for some odd reason she is one of those so-called popular girls. Her name is Ruby Jackson. She always wears pink, white, and red clothes. Her hair color is brunette and she has hazel colored eyes. Ruby always has her 'little followers'. Her followers are made-up of people who don't want to be on her bad side because Ruby's family is friends with the mayor or are just popular wanna-be girls. Her "henchman" is Alice Rosa. Alice is a complete wanna-be. She copies Ruby with everything and I mean everything. She has the same exact clothing, hair, backpack, school supplies, and even classes. I don't get how she got the same junk as her and it's just really creepy. And since Alice is basically Ruby's servant of evil, Alice compliments her, gets her drinks and food, and after she's done with P.E. Alice gets her water and a towel. Hm... the weirdos in this school. Oh yeah, I go to Simpleton Middle.

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I have 3 periods with Ruby + Alice, 4 periods with Zoey, and all 6 periods with Lily. Here's my class Schedule:

Period 1:
Band with Ruby, Alice, and Lily.

Period 2:
Math with Zoey and Lily.

Break

Period 3:
Language Arts with Ruby, Alice, and Lily.

Period 4:
P.E. Ruby, Alice, Zoey, and Lily.

Lunch Break

Period 5:
Science with Zoey and Lily.

Period 6:
History with Zoey and Lily.

Rose and Alice both play the clarinet and Lily plays trumpet. I play the flute. The teacher in Band is Mr. Gabe Melody. His name really matches the subject and Mr. Melody is like a sibling, but not quite. Maybe like cousin you meet once in a while. In math, I'm the best in my class. Zoey and Lily are also pretty good at it. The teacher in math is Mrs. Sarah Martin, she's kinda um... scary. Though, Zeoy seems to like her, they both have an interest in crafting and baking. Language Arts is Zoey's subject. She's a great writer. Ms. Nina Walts teaches it. A great teacher, but I seem to not notice her much. In P.E. Lily is awesome, though I stink at it and Zoey's okay. Mr. Andy Robins is our Coach. Science is really fun. Our Science teacher is Mrs. Mary-Ann Maloan. Mrs. Maloan is really cool, but sometimes she goes too far with the experiments. In History, it's boring. Mr. Albert Boyls teaches us. He hates his name because of the quote "Albert Loves Peace!" and stuff. He is REALLY Boring. Mr. Boyls makes everyone fall asleep, but good thing is that he doesn't notice us asleep cuz of his thick glasses. But, that's how most of us fail in History. Lucky, I don't fall asleep during his classes, or at least most of the time.

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" HEY!," Karen yelled. "SNOW, HOW LONG ARE GOING TO DAYDREAM!"

Oh look, it's "mommie dearest" I thought to myself. Man.... I hate that woman. I wish I could live on my own. Oh yeah... the she-devil calls me 'Snow' because of my hair.

" You're going to be late for school!" She hissed at me.

" Yeah, Yeah." I said.

The only reason why she hates it when I'm late is that she has to go to my school and explain why I was late.

" On your way home today, stop by the library and get me these books." Karen said. After that, she handed me a wad of paper with a list book names on it.

" I want these books by 4 o'clock." She told me.

And off to school for me! I checked my clothes... Hoodie(Black with a " In Your Face!" logo), a pair of blue jeans, and white socks. Yeah... I guess it's okay to wear these. I slip on my old sneakers and head out. Walking towards school, I stop by the Breakfast Club and buy a bottle of apple juice and a small sandwich, avcado with lettuce and tomato. Breakfast Club is a store that I past by whenever I walk home or to school. Huh, maybe I should get a job there...

"Hi Ivy!" A voice called out to me, it was Lily." Apple juice again? Here have some milk." She passed me a small carton of milk to me. Lily was also kinda like the mom or older sister of our group. Always fussing about our health and stuff.

" Thanks..." I said.

" Did you finish your homework?" Lily asked.

" Yeah." I replied.

Then we walked to school together. You know... I look nothing like my current family. I'm the one who is different. But... Oh well no use worrying over simple things.

DING~DONG

" Oh crap! First Bell!" I yelled. And all three of us rushed to our own classes. Lily and I ran towards the music room.

"...Safe." I manage to say.

I went to the shelves and pick up my flute case. As soon as I touched the case, I feel a burning feeling like touching an open fire.

" Ouch!" I yelled. When I yelled that all heads turned to me. I looked at my fingers that were normally pale, but right now they were blood red.

" What's Wrong?" Lily asked.

When she saw my hands her eyes basically popped out of her head.

" Um... Mr. Melody I think Ivy accidentally hurt her hands, can I take her to the office?" Lily asked and whispered ", Oh and ....." I couldn't hear the rest. I wonder what she whispered to Mr. Melody...

Chapter 2: Office and Library

It was tense. In my hand, it was burning. Intense pain in it. I didn't understand, why does it hurt this badly? What happened?

" Ivy, let me bring you into the Nurse's office" Lily said. She had a worried expression plastered on her face, and a small hint of another expression I couldn't read.

I smiled as a sign for that I'm okay." Thanks, Lily."

We took a hall pass and stepped out of the music room. My hand felt much better out of that room, I wonder what it has to do with my hand. It still was red. I don't understand. Why? Why does it hurt? And what did Lily whisper to Mr. Melody? I don't want to be nosy and ask... But I'm curious about this matter.

" Hey... Lily... What did you whisper to Mr. Melody?" I asked her. I felt scared asking this. I know this is just a simple question of curiosity, but something tells me not to ask...

" Oh Ivy, you must be mishearing things. I whispered nothing!" Lily laughed.

Something about that last word rang in my ear. Nothing. I don't understand. But that word hurts my heart. But, I shouldn't worry about this stuff. I have better things to think about.

" See you in third period!" I shouted to Lily.

" Bye!" Lily replied.

I walked into the office. I saw a lady at the desk and walked up towards her. She had messy, frizzy hair, dark bags under her eyes, and looked really pale, maybe even more than me. I think she must be overworking. I want to yell and say ", I SUPPORT YOU!!!!" But, that's embarrassing and is action against the social norms.

" Excuse me, but where is the nurse?" I asked.

" She... is... me..." She replied with a tired, dull voice. It sounded kind of like she was dead... I wonder how long has it been since she went to sleep?

" Could you put disinfectant my hand? I hurt it in first period." I said.

The lady smiled. " You know, you are rather polite compared to most people." She said. " Since my appearance isn't too good, not very many people treated me this politely or even bother to talk to me. Thank you."

Hmmm... That smile looks similar, but I just don't remember. At least she looks less pale and healthier. Yeah, kinda startling but oh well.

" I haven't seen you in the office before, so let me introduce myself. I am Desdemona Akuji. Please call me Ms. A as for that, I am not married and I don't exactly like the sound of my last name, if you would please."

" Um... Yes, Ms. A." I replied. " Um... about my hand..."

She takes my hand and studies it. Mrs. A smiles a little and sighs a sigh of relief.

"  It's only a first degree burn." Mrs. A said ", It should be fine, just put this on..."

She got up and went to a wooden cupboard. She pulled out a tube that read hydrocortisone cream 0.5%, whatever that is, and a piece of cloth.

" Ivy, please show me your hand." she asked. " Hm... I'll put on some of this cream and also, how did you get this injury?"

" Um... I don't really know. I was almost late, and I just did what I normally. Get my musics sheets and flute, but something different happened. When I touched my flute case, my hand was burnt or something."

" Oh well then... That's quite strange." Mrs. A said. ", Oh! But don't worry it should be fine. Now off to break you go!"

I didn't notice that time flew by so quick, well I guess that's no math. Oh well, I have to go to Mrs. Martin for the homework and notes.

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The rest of the day passed by quickly with only a few interesting things that happened. First, was when a guy named Roy Green accidently pulled out his earbuds from his MP3 player and swore very loudly during History. I thought I heard Sunships by Chiki Ninaj. Well he gets to spend 10 minutes being yelled at by Mr. Boyls, and I thought he was a rather calm person. The funny thing was that the teacher was yelling at him but wasn't wearing his glasses so he was facing the wall and not Roy. The second was when Ruby was staring at me quite a bit today, and whenever I noticed, she was quickly look away. I don't even talk to her very often, what's with that? The last thing was my math test score, but I'll forget that for now.

I walk out of school towards the library. Ah yes... Mommie dearest's 'books'. Mainly cheezy romance crap and how to books (which mainly include ones like cooking, fashion, and dieting a.k.a. things to attract a man or become a housewife) Checking my bag for my wallet I cuss under my breathe realizing I need more money to buy food for myself and I want to make cookies for a snack.

" Well, good thing I finally memorized my Library ID card." I said quietly to myself as I approach the doors to the city library[ which is called " The Herelsehil Library" Creative name, right?

As I touch the handle of the door, it soon smashes into my face. A jerk-head runs out looking at me saying "Sorry!" under his breathe. Well, at least he said sorry. As I rub my face, which is in deep pain now, I see a girl crying.

" Aw what the-" I said. " Are you okay?!?! ARE YOU HURT? DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?!?!?!?"

( Oh crap, I forgot to mention... I HATE seeing crying people [unless it's my 'family'] It just happens, I freak the heck out)

I finally notice the appearance of the girl, and oh my goodness... SHE IS TALL. But still, very pretty. Long brunette hair, all gathered into a ponytail. Also, rather clear and smooth skin. The girl was wearing a flowy skirt and a cute shirt with pearls sewn on the shoulders. And I look into her teary eyes, one hazel eye and one blue eye. How pretty...

" Um... How about you come with me?" I said meekly. " I could help you? Maybe?"

The tall girl just nodded and followed me to a empty bench area. We just sat on the bench waiting for the silence to be killed. I wonder why she was crying? Was it because of the dude who bumped into me earlier?

" I'm sorry about that person eariler." she said. " I'm okay. I just..."

She signed. The girl stared at the ground thinking, muttering some words so quiet that I can't hear and I'm sitting next to her!

" Thanks for following me. I just think..." she stopped. " Sorry, I don't really know you that well, so I'd rather not say."

" No! No... It's completely fine." I said reassuringly. " I just want to make sure you're okay! By the way, I'm Ivy, Ivy Grove."

" My name is Flora. Oh!" Flora stops and from her pocket, she takes out a phone. Flora talks on the phone for a bit and then says she has to go and waves bye to me. What a nice person!

" Hm... Now to get those books and maybe some comics." I say to myself. Checking my phone for the time, it was 3:02. That's enough time, I guess.

Chapter 3: Home and a Strange Dream

Walking back to home, the weight of the books make my shoulder sore. I stare at the scenery and gaze at it. Hm... That's quite strange, it's only late February, and some trees and bushes have some blooming flowers. The various mix of different colors brightens the walk home. Light colored leaves, mix of white, lavander, and red flowers, and white birch trees make it seem like the professional pictures in a magazine. Noticing the time, 3:53, I'll quicken my pace home.

I think about how during the catch up chat I had with Mrs. Martin, my math teacher, I give out a large sigh. The score I got on my test wasn't very good. I had to help do lots of chores and cook for the small dinner party mommie dearest had. I finished all my homework, but didn't have time to study. And cramming for that test was impossible. 25%, that's the worst score I've ever heard of. I know about 65% scores, but 25%? With that I stare at the clouds in the sky with another big sigh.

" Hey!" Hearing a voice from behind.

" Huh?" I say in confusion.

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Texte: This is fully made up, or i just took pieces of my life. If you are my friend, you may or may not know what parts I used my life in.
Bildmaterialien: i found this on Google or something, who ever made or took this picture, it is their's.
Lektorat: Vicki, Marie, and Me
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.03.2012

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