Thursday, 22 August 2013

So yesterday

Hey guys! So I wrote this story called "So Yesterday" and I'm gonna
upload it here in episodes and I hope you like it. Comment and rate,
whatever. :)

Episode One.

So yesterday.

No, no, no! This so cannot be happening. I am not leaving school before my TTY (This Time Year) even begins. I should probably explain. You see, my name’s Megan Crawford and this year was meant to be my This Time Year. Basically, that means that it’s a year where I do everything I had always dismissed as “maybe next time” or, “it’s too scary” etc. You get the point. This was going to be my big year. I already had everything set-new wardrobe, new makeup, captain of the school cheerleading team, it seemed like I had planned for every possible obstacle. Every possible obstacle that is, except for my parents deciding to move me.
                “No, dad I’m not moving!” I yelled as I angrily slammed a fist onto the kitchen table. “This is crazy! What about my friends? What about the life that I’ve built for myself at school? It’s all going to dissolve into a big puddle of nothing!”
“Calm down, Ginger. I’m sure you’ll make new friends in Vienna High.”
“No dad, you don’t understand.”
“Ginger, I understand perfectly fine.”
“No you don’t! You never do! You never get me at all!”
 “Honey I get you, I do, but this is for everyone’s best interest!”
“Everyone’s? Or just yours, dad?”
“Now Ginge, that isn’t fair. I have been waiting for this job for years!”
“I know dad, but do you seriously have to uproot all of us just for your job?”
“I have no choice, Ginger!”
“Stop calling me that!”
“Look, Megan…we have no choice. We’re in bad financial shape. The down payment for this  job is enough to put you through university and college!”
“Fine, whatever. You guys always just ruin my life!”
With that, I turned on my heel and fled the room. I mean, I’m pretty sure that dad’s right. His new job as a football coach pays a whopping $1 mil every game he wins and $400k every game he doesn’t. But this isn’t fair! I had everything planned out to the very last detail! Ugh! I slammed my room door and here I am, scribbling furiously into my black leather journal. I hate fighting with my parents but this is absurd! I gathered my sling bag, grabbed my wallet and scribbled a note for dad, “Going to get DVDs, be back later.” Then I slammed the front door shut behind me, plugged in my earphones and began the jog to the store. It’s not far- maybe 5 minutes from my house but I reached there in a record breaking 3 minutes. Anger must have fueled my running. As I stepped into the store, I felt a strong, muscular arm on my shoulder. My self-defense kicked in and I twisted the guy’s hand and hit him on the head. I smiled as I  heard the satisfying sound of bone hitting skull. Ready to confront the guy, I grabbed his hair and lifted his head.
                “What the crap, Megan? What the heck was that?” Said a familiar voice as the guy rubbed his head. Oh freaking crap-it was Jonathan, my swimming partner and friend for 2 years now.
                “Jonathan! Oh my gosh- I am so sorry!” I cried as I grabbed his hand. “Does it hurt?”      
“Yea it totally does, but I’ll live.” He said smiling up at me. Phew
“I’m sorry, I’m totally out of it.” I explained, smiling back.
                “No kidding. Geez, what were you even thinking about, anyway?”
                “Nothing.” I sighed.
                “Don’t gimme that, Megs. I know you too well. What’s up?”
                “Ugh it’s just that my parents are totally making me move school.”
                “Really? Where to?”
                “Vienna High.”
                “No way!” He said, raising his eyebrows.
                “What?” I asked.
                “I go there.” He said.
                “Seriously?” I cried smiling at him. Suddenly, this whole idea of moving to Vienna High didn’t     seem so bad after all.
                “Yea! I can totally show you the ropes if you want!”
                “Definitely!”
                “When do you start?” He asked.
                “Next Monday.” I said.
                “Excellent.” He grinned, rubbing his hands together.
                “So I guess I’ll see you Monday then?” I said shyly smiling at him.
                “Of course! See ya around fellow Vienen!” He grinned and ruffled my hair as he walked out of the store.

xx
SB

Ps. Watch out for Episode Two! ;) Megan's first day at Vienna High! 

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