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So there wasn't much for a wicked interesting book. I will tell you though that even in a school of thirty two kids, there's always one gay kid and one pervert. The gay kid is also my friend, teddy and the pervert was the kid named Sean. He looked down every girl's pants and wanted to be the maker of every single hilarious inside joke and be popular. He even looked like a future pedophiler!

Then there's my brother who goes paintballing practically every friday night with fellow frats from my school. Most of them are totally obnoxious but some are nice. The one that has to be the most bearable is a kid named Patrick. Black hair, (naturally) hazel eyes (which i've always hated) and an oval face. I wouldn't call it a crush, more like, Person i don't want to somehow disessemble at the sight for every joke they've ever said. The thing I can't stand the most is noise. I love the silence of everything, you can think aloud or just hear your own thoughts. When you're in class, all you are trying to do is drown them all out while at the same time get the notes the teacher puts on the board.

So February 7th, 2008. This is how my day starts:" Kat, c'mon, time to get up" my dad screams in my room at 6:30 am which totally pisses me off because I'm already awake and eventually I will have to learn to get up on my own because "supposedly" i can't already. I go to my bedroom door and close it and lock it, which is understandable because a girl wouldn't want her dad walking up and opening the door to his teenage daughter's nude body. but honestly, i do that so i can fall back on my bed and lie there, enjoying the last few minutes until I have to get up. Luckily, I am faster than a firefighter when I dress, I wait until the last ten minutes to seven, then get right out, get in my uniform, and run down to the bathroom, hoping my brother hasen't already taken it. Mostly because he sprays that fucking AXE like its air freshener over a pile of elephant crap at the zoo.

In my first class, Biology, I grab my assigned seat (charming right?) but at least it's next to Bret, which is a stupid name and sounds like a brand of combs, who is a friend of my brother and also bearable. Although I don't trust most of these people because I am slightly paranoid and think that all the nice popular people are just nice to me because my brother is the popular insider to everything.

"Hey" Bret always says with the usual chin-up guys do to acknowledge that the person is there but will not i look goofy and do the waving thing. "Hey. Can I copy your english homework? I don't feel like staying after for 30minutes for a freakin' worksheet" "Sure. He said, Just you know, put it in your own words as usual"

But the best pert of the day came after school ended, I walked three blocks to the nearest Hess/Dunkin Donuts store and got some gummy worms and root beer. To get there you have to walk past a Baptist Cememtary. Its really sad to think that the smaller gravestones were probally for the crib death babies. When I get back into school, I always go to the Auditorium and sit on the Balcony's ledge that overlooks the stage. It's really pretty because there's no lights on, its lit by sunlight and its just so brilliantly quiet, that's when I heard,

"Ow! Watch it you mickhead" Came one voice, "Do you wanna try this then?" Came a different, more pissed off voice. I quietly fell from the ledge onto the Balcony's floor, (NOT THE BOTTOM FLOOR! THE ONE THATS 1 FOOT OFF THE GROUND!) so to hide but hear their voices. The voices were odd, they sounded about my age, maybe a little older, and most of all? They sounded like they were MALES!! (hahah tell me it isn't turning you on a bit =P j/p)

I heard them walk across the stage and then one of their footsteps stopped and he paused. Then all of the sudden, He screamed so loud! It was monsterous! It almost made me jump, but then after I didn't since I controlled my astonishment, that it was probally him checking the room to see if anyone was in it.

"Ok, all clear, Come on, we'll bring these down to the gym." The footsteps slowly got softer and softer. I wanted to follow them so bad, but I was on the ledge, I would have to open the big door that makes a gigantic sound when it opens and it creaks. The only thing to do was to jump to the floor about 20ft down and hope I didn't make a sound. It was too much of a challedge to resist. I positioned myself like I was about to pounce like a cat, so i would have a better chance of landing when suddenly I felt two hands push me over!

I was not ready to feel that or to jump so I screamed and it echoed everywhere, then I heard a crash and running, but were the people running to me or away?