"... And I expect you to hand in your projects by Friday and make sure you work as a team." Mrs. Jones, our English Literature teacher, says to the class.Ring..."Well that's the bell. Now off to lunch. Ms. Thorne, a word please."I give Thea a questioning look and she gestures for me to go over to Mrs. Jones as she walks out of the class."Since you're a new student and I hate having students who are not caught up with the rest of the class, here is a copy of all that I have taught the class this term. That includes all the assignments. Read it, because..."She pauses and looks around the empty classroom."Don't tell anyone but there is a pop quiz coming up this Friday and I don't want my new student failing.""Thank you ma'am. My lips are sealed." I smile at her.I place the binder in my bag and walk out of the class and see Thea at the door. We start walking down the hall together."What was that all about?"

“You do know how to use a phone right?” Thea asks as we get ready for school. I decide on letting my hair down today, something I rarely ever do considering how hard it is to tame my mane. “I know the basics, it’s not that hard.” I answer as I pull on one of the new shoes Thea got for me. “Good. No one needs another reason to make fun of you.” “Another? There’s already a reason?” I ask but she leaves the room, ignoring the question. I follow her and we both end up in the kitchen. Joey walks up to me with an apron tied around his waist and a plate on pancakes stretched out in one hand. “M’lady.” He does a little bow before leading me to a seat and placing the plate in front of me. I can’t help but laugh. “What’s going on?” I turn to ask him. “You got into a fight that you had nothing to do with on your first day. I think you deserve a treat.” He fills a glass with juice and place it beside the table, not forgetting to bo

FRIDAY “I’m so happy it’s Friday.” Thea yawns as we exit geometry class. “You successfully succeeded one week of school, how do you feel?” She holds her pen to my mouth like it’s a mic. “I feel drained. How many more weeks of this do I have to go through?” I whine. “You don’t want to know.” She laughs. “What class do you have next?” “I have English literature next and we’re having a quiz, I’m scared. Then I have PE.” “Ok, that means you have PE with Joey. Good luck on your quiz. Later.” She walks off and I run to the vending machine in the girls’ locker room. I’m still trying to get the hang of these machines so it takes me a few minutes to get myself a coke - I need the sugar for this quiz. As I walk out of the locker room, I bump into someone and drop the can. I catch it with my foot as it's about to hit the ground. "I'm sorry." The person bends to help me get the coke but stops when they see it balan

“Rise and shine.”I roll to Thea’s side of the bed stretching as far as my limbs can go.“It’s almost ten o’clock. We need to go to work. Wake up sleepy head.”I spring up on hearing the time. 10 AM? I’ve never slept in this late before. I grab my phone off the nightstand and race to the bathroom. Thea giggles as I slam the door behind me.“I really shouldn’t be slacking off this much. What’s gotten into me?” I pick up my toothbrush first and squeeze paste on it. As I brush, I pick up my phone and turn it on. As the screen comes on, the first thing I notice is the time.7:39 AM.“Thea!” I scream, sputtering toothpaste everywhere. She lets out an evil laugh from the bedroom.Next thing I notice is the texts from Beckett.“Hey! Are you home yet?” 9:32 PM.“Don’t forget you’re taking little Jack-Jac

“You okay?” West asks Joey as we enter the car, ready to leave for school. I glance at Joey and he looks quite pale. Did I do that? “Yeah I’m alright. Let’s go.” Thea joins us and West starts the car. We reach school just as the first bell rings. “Mr. Parker.” West and I look at each other in horror as we realize that we have Geometry now and Mr. Parker gives detention to anyone who gets to class after him. We sprint down the halls and take the stairs three at a time to reach our class. West opens the door while I rest my hands on my knees in exhaustion. “He isn’t even here yet.” I sigh as we walk over to the only free seats in the class. As I manoeuvre my way through the occupied desks, Brian kicks his leg out just as I’m about to pass him but I’m quicker than he thinks. I skip over his foot with my right leg and step on it with my left heel. West and I high five after seeing Brian clutch his foot as we get to our seats. My choice of