Middle School NEVER Ends

[toughgirl]

chapter 1:

Meg opened her eyes slowly ajusting to the morning light. She let out a tired groan and burried her face into her violet pillow. Her mother crept quietly into her room and quietly told her to get up, Meg glared at her then rolled back over. Her mother was always in a good mood in the morning, go figure...She shook Meg with one hand and whispered, "Come on, you dont want to miss your first day of middle school at Campbell Hall now, do you?" Meg hissed back, "I DO!", Her mother scowled, took her by the shoulder and pushed her off her bed sending Meg falling onto the floor. Luckly she still had her blanket, so she draped it over her head in attempt to sleep through middle school. Grinning, amused by Megs stubborness, she tried to drag Meg out the door. Meg clutched onto the leg of her bed as she growled, "go away, and let me sleep forever!!". Calmly her mother looked to Meg's younger sister, Jipsie and winked, sending Jipsie skipping away. A few seconds later she returned with a bucket of water, and handed it to her mother, who smiled gratefully and poured it onto Meg. She scrambled to her feet startledly and gasping for breath. After high fiving Jipsie her mother sighed, "Get dressed, Megan." "ITS MEG! THATS WHAT ALL MY FRIENDS CALL ME!" Meg snapped irritably, "that is if you had any..." her mother mumbled before walking out the door. Meg ignored that last comment and put togeth a outfit that consist of a black shirt that said Rock Star across the front, a red plaid skirt, and a silver studded belt. Meg ran down her stairs tripping over Jipsie's stuffed platapus, named Snuffy. She got up, kicked the stupid thing, and headed to her kitchen where her little sister and her mom where, "Can I make you breakfast?" Jipsie asked smiling. "OH PLEASE, you cant make ice!" Meg said, pissed off and putting a poptart into the microwave. She ate quickly, then she grabbed her backpack and ran out the door avoiding any more conversation.

She ran in as the bell rang, she checked her schedule "oh great English, just what i need!" She walked into the class and everyone looked over at her and stared incuding her teacher. Meg looked at her teacher, then her eyes skimmed over all the students. Her teacher was first to speak, "your late...", Meg looked at the clock, "5 minutes late?! i HOPE your kidding!" the other kids giggled quietly at Meg's comment. She crossed her arms and replied, "I'm afraid I'm not, sit down!" Meg did as she was instructed and sat in a desk with many signatures from past years. "Hello, my name is Ms. Coddington, and I am your english teacher." Ms. Coddington said introducing herself. "I hope you all enjoy my class, we're going to do a lot of reading and writing in this class." "I WONDER WHY!" Meg said in a loud whisper then she quickly covered her mouth, wishing she hadn't said that . Ms. Coddington gave Meg the death glare and said casually, "so do have something to tell the class, Miss Megan." Meg smirked and stood up "yes i do!" she walked to the front of the room and hissed at Ms. Coddington "Its Meg!"

TO BE CONTINUED

[toughgirl]

Chapter 2:

Ms. Coddington turned red in flaring anger. Meg could see that this was the kind of teacher that shouldnt be messed with, her once open hands were now in tight fists as if to hit Meg. Instead she pointed in the direction of Meg's desk, not saying a word. Meg looked over to her desk then back at Ms. Coddington, the other students looked at Meg, some with awe and others with disgust. She knew that her little breakout made her enemies and allies, to stand by and fight against. Nervously she took the first step over to her desk, on the second step she straightened up and acted as if she had beaming confidence. She was now moving faster, she looked over her shoulder back at her teacher-----------Meg had tripped over her own feet, she layed on her back in the middle of the many rows of desks. The boy closest to Meg put a hand out as if to help her, PUH-LEASE. She shot him a dirty glance, when she did she noticed his electric green eyes and his auburn hair, falling over his left eye. The boy tilted his head and whispered, "take my hand, before Ms. Coddington throws a fit!" Meg hissed back, "I could'nt care less!" She started to get up on her own, Meg took a few steps and then she tumbled backwards once again. Instead of falling onto hard tile, she was in the arms of the boy! Meg was furious, she gave the boy her death glare. he looked into her angry eyes, making him feel weak in the knees. H

[gliriel]

FANTASTIC! I wanna know what happens next!

[toughgirl]

really? i think i really messed this 1 up...i guess i'll write more