Saturday, September 4, 2004

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i did this story out of boredom.. i had nothing else to do but to write some thing ill try my best to continue it if you guys would want me to but i cant really promise you that i can even finish it cause i dont usually finish my stories ne wayz here it is!! plz be honest as to how the begining is! im trusting you guys o yea btw in the story "fb" means flashback :

¡§Where can I go?
What should I do?
Who should I turn to?
Who will believe me?¡¨

This was all going through my aching head from the earlier blow by a stranger in the street.

I was just only 15 when it all started¡K

(Flash back)
¡§Bye, mom! I¡¦m leaving!!¡¨ I yelled at the top of my voice as I ran through the front door hoping to catch the bus.

¡§You didn¡¦t leave yet!?!¡¨ mom yelled after me. But I didn¡¦t hear her.

Our house is at the corner of Bentley ave. and third. I ran as fast as I could but found that I¡¦d miss the bus.

¡§Man¡¨ I thought ¡§now I have to walk to school.¡¨

School started exactly at 8am and it was right now 7:50 am. school was 20 min. if I walk and five min. if I had caught the bus. So I decided that I had to run. I figured that if I ran I would at least make it by 8 but it turns out I was wrong.

¡§Tardy again, miss. Dimenz.¡¨ Mrs. Jenson said as she slammed the pink slip on my desk as I sat down.

Catey Dimenz was my name, but you can call me C.D.

Mrs. Jenson has hated me ever since I was transferred into her class. Our meeting was not one that would be forgotten so easily.

(Fb within fb)
¡§Ok, today we are going to start with the equation: a2 + b2 = c2. This equation is called the Pythagorean Theorem. Now who here can tell me how to solve this type equation? Hmm¡K what about you, Taylor? ¡¨ Mrs. Jenson said as she started to write down the equation on the board:




¡§Huh?¡¨ the unprepared girl said as she quickly turned back around to face Mrs. Jenson. Taylor had been talking to her best friend, Chloe, who had tried to tell Taylor how to answer before Mrs. Jenson called on her.

Mrs. Jenson sighs as she continue ¡§no, ¡¥huh?¡¦ is not the answer, how about you? John?¡¨

The whole class snickered.

¡§Uh¡K¡¨clueless as always John started ¡§I don¡¦t know.¡¨

The class started to laugh louder.

*knock knock knock*

A frustrated Mrs. Jenson answered the door.

Everybody turned their heads to see me, a sophomore, come into the room dressed out of uniform.

¡§Yea? Who are you? Another student dumped here by Mr. Kirkland?¡¨

¡§Um¡K I¡¦m Catey Dimenz, and no I¡¦m not here because I was ¡¥dumped¡¦ here by Mr. Whatshisname.¡¨ I said with distaste ¡§I¡¦m new here.¡¨ I could already tell as soon as I saw her that I would hate Mrs. Jenson for the rest of my high school life.

Mrs. Jenson just stood there looking at me like I had done something wrong. I didn¡¦t even realize that I had just talked back to the teacher until I sat down and had the first of my many pink slips slam down on top my of new desk¡K

the end of what i have so far... . its horrible isnt it??? just tell the truth and i wont hurt you.. o yea about the little quote that i was gonna say i still have to find it...

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