A Teen Year Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Aly rubbed her eyes sleepily. It was the first time in months that she had to get up early. (Early meaning 8:00 or earlier) She gave one last look at her hair. It was very wavy with lots of curls. Perfect she thought.

"Alyssa!" Mom cried from downstairs. "Coming!" Aly responded. This was it. It was the official first day of middle school. (Or as Aly liked to call it, junior high) After dreaming and tossing and turning all night long, it was exactly 15 minutes until her first class. Homeroom.

Aly was currently trying to decide whether she should wear a Strawberry Shortcake lip gloss or an American Girl lip gloss. The decision was tough. When someone thought of American Girl, dolls come to mind. But when people thought of Strawberry Shortcake, the aggrivating Strawberry shortcake videos come to mind. Although, Aly was wishing they would think of a tasty topping.

Aly grabbed both brands of lip gloss and ran downstairs. "Gawd Aly you're going to be late!" said Nadia. "What are you doing here?" asked Aly. Nadia's school didn't start until 9, unlike Monroe which started at 8. "Nadia got dressed really quick so she could see you on your first day" said Mom. But most likely, Nadia was there to aggrivate her.

"I have a finishing touch to make on myself" said Aly as they began backing out of the driveway in the silver Honda pilot. "What?" asked Nadia. She yawned to show she was bored and didn't care. "Strawberry Shortcake or American Girl?" asked Aly. "American Girl" said Nadia, turning her nose up at Strawberry Shortcake's face. "Why not Strawberry Shortcake?" asked Mom. Aly gave her look. Mom responded with a look saying then why did you ask?

"Ok" said Aly. "Which American Girl gloss? Oranges n' Creme? Or Vanilla malt?" "Oranges n' Creme" said Nadia. Mom nodded. After Aly applied it, she nodded again. "You look beautiful."

Then their Honda drove up in Monroe's parking lot. "Want me to walk you?" asked Mom. Taryn waved at Aly from the pavement. "I'll be okay" said Aly looking at Taryn. "Have a good day" said Mom. Nadia was watching closely with a curious look on her face.

Then Aly stepped out of the car. And the Honda drove away. Aly's stomach lurched. She looked for Taryn but she had already left. Instead, Lauren Walters was grininng at her. "Got your cell phone?" she asked. Lauren imitated Aly's constant pocket check. Aly slapped her coat pocket instead. "I'm wearing a skirt today" she said. Then she pulled her shiny blue Sanyo Katana from the pocket. "I always have it."

"Well me, Jenna and Sophie are sitting together at lunch" said Lauren. "Wanna sit with us?" "Yes!" said Aly. She didn't want to sound too eager. But this brought Stephanie to mind.... "Come on" said Lauren. "We'll get our class schedules now." Aly already knew she would be placed in all highly capable classes. She knew Lauren wouldn't be wth her.

Class schedules were handed out and Aly was right. Highly capable all the way. Parents and teachers guided sixth graders to their classes and Aly was almost to her homeroom when something caught her eye; Angela Payton hissing at another girl.

Angela was all into boys, clothes and looks. She was a person to avoid as well. But how could Aly not watch this? The girl she was hissing at was a beauty. She had short blonde hair and even though Monroe Middle was a uniform school, this blonde knew how to make it look fashionable.

"Celia Martin, huh?" asked Angela. "Yah" said the beauty. Her name was obviously Celia. A student from a different elementary. "Well do you want to sit by me and Hillary Brontwell?" Aly almost burt out laughing. Who had a name like Brontwell? "Sure" said Celia. Aly wondered why Angela was asking people she hardly knew to sit by her.

The bell rang and Aly hurried to homeroom. This made Angela turn around and spot Aly. Celia turned the opposite direction and headed off. "ALY!" yelled Angela. Aly froze on the spot. What could she have possibly done wrong?