Chapter 1
Three Scardy Cats
Three Scardy Cats
XXXXOne person can ruin you whole day. Believe me, my day was the first one ruined by her. Sally Crawford, the Queen of mean, had just randomly come up to me and smashed her lunch in my face. She was lucky I was in a good mood or she would have been dog meat.
"Don't wory, Kyle, she's just jelous." Said my best friend Jordan.
I frowned and narrowed my eyes and Sally as she walked away in that popular way all popular people walk.
"Jordan, how can she," I said, pointing my black and purple nailed finger a crossed the hall to were Sally was standing, talking to her preppy friends and applying more lip gloss. "of all people be jelous of me?"
Jordan stood there. Sympathy shone in her bright green eyes. She shook her head and took her biology book out of her locker.
"I gotta get to class before I'm late. I'll see you at lunch, Kyle." She said, walking down the hall to Biology.
"What ever...." I mumbled, throwing my books into my locker. I would be ditching today.
XXXXI sat there in the girls bathroom, my headphones on and the wonderfull sound of Uprise by Muse floating through my ears. I closed my eyes and thought for a moment. What was she jelous about anyway? She was popular, she was cool, she had a lot of friends and her boyfriend was the football teams quarterback. While I'm just some outcast with some strange secrets and a screwed up family. No family, acctually. I ran away when I was ten. I'm sixteen now.
XXXXYet I still wondered why she was jelous. Perhaps she wasn't jelous at all. Maybe she was just the skank she plays to be. Sleeping with as many guys as she can before high school ended. Who knows. But I'm determined to find out, though.
XXXXThrough the loud music I could hear talking and footsteps. I quickly disapeared, staying as still as possible. Barely breathing. I might have forgot to say that I can become invisible or visible at will. Its kind of strange, but it comes in handy for times like these. It was Sally and her two friends, Rachle and Christa, who had walked in the bathroom. It was time to have a little fun. I stood up from the floor and walked around them as the put on their eyeliner and mascara and other make-up that didn't really matter to me.
"Hey did you hear about that Jordan girl?" Rachle asked, applieing a coat of bright pink lipstick.
XXXXI narrowed my eyes. Jordan and I've been best friends ever sence I came to Rodchester back in 6th grade. We're practicly sisters. No one talks about Jordan in bad ways.
"Oh my God, I heard that she goes behind the shed in the football field between classes with the junkies and does joints and stuff. Thats probably why she hangs out with Kyle. Shes too high to think straight!" Sally said, laughing as she fixed her hair.
XXXXI gasped at what Sally had just said. Why would someone think that? It was time for me to get my revenge. I walked to the door and opened it, waiting a few minutes and then slamming it shut. All three girls shot there heads towards the bathroom door, looks of terror on their faces. I smiled sinisterly and walked over to the stalls, kicking each one of them open.
"Christa, whats going on?" Rachle said, fear in her voice.
"I-I don't know!" She said, still staring at the doors that had 'mysteriously' been kicked open.
XXXXWhile all three snobbs were staring at the open stalls trying to figure out what kicked them open. I snatched some red lipstick out of Sallys purse. I wrote RUN in big letters on the mirror behind them. I said. "Turn around." All three turned around and screamed bloody murder. I guess the got the message because they grabbed their purses and ran like the houds of hell were chacing them out of the bathroom. They ran screaming down the hall. I turned visible and quickly washed the lipstick off the mirror and closed the stall doors. I walked out of the bathroom about three minutes before the lunch bell rang.
XXXXI would have gotten to the cafatieria, but Mr. Baldwen, the principal stopped me. Sally and her skanks were standing with her, staring at me as if they know I was the one who had caused the mayhem.
"Miss. Hound, what are you doing roaming the halls? Do you even have a hall pass?" She asked in a tone that read detention all over it.
XXXXI produced my home-made hallpass and held it out to her. She looked it over and dismised me just as the lunch bell rang. From there I met up with Jordan and we headed to the lunch room.
