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i want you around chapter 1
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I pulled up to my new school me and my mom had
only lived here for two days so this will make or break me "Roxy please do try and make friends i know that last year was rough but this year is new brighter place it looks better oh look at all those girl’s honey you'll like it here " my mom said before i left, god bless the woman for trying. my bright yellow car stood out like a sore thumb but if i cared i wouldn't looked like i do right?" i walked inside there was about 12 kids staring at me i liked my hair in
my face I wasn't what to call a shouter unless i had something to say I’d say it to you but if not i was not a talker i like my quietness. i found the principal’s office and walked in "oh my god you’re a homeless child you must be so lost do you want a map to the homeless shelter?" the sectary said i was offended by that "ma'am I’m Roxy faraway my mom called you this morning ?" i said crossing my arms "oh yes that’s right " she said all cheerfully and handed me some papers and a pin "there you a map of the school and the rules and a bunch of other stuff i slipped a thing in there for a salon that will cut your hair for a good price " she said whispering at the last part but i wasn't listening i was too focused on why it smelled like a dead rat in the room "gee thanks" i said i began to walk out when i was stopped by her once again "wait you must sign at the bottom of the rules and i have to watch it OK" i looked over the rules that read:
East mountain high school in far fall Washington rules for a good healthy mind and body
1. Don’t make paper planes because they mean one thing ( trip to nurse Zelda room 34 ) if your caught with said item you will be sent to the office and punished
2. Treat Sgt strawberry our school mascot with respect (he has feelings too the guy in the suit that is)
3. No loud music or music at all unless clean family music is allowed on the school lot.
3. If your outfit is noted by your teacher 3 times you will be punished.
4. No cursing
5. No short skirts.
6. Don’t eat pizza or ingest the following:
Soda, candy chips of any kind sugared food or drinks nor any food that has dyes or chemicals’.
7. No dancing
8. No singing unless in music class .
It went on from there pointless rules
at the bottom where you name
is suppose to go I put a few choice words on there "oh my!" i just left like i cared if i got in trouble i found the locker number on the sheet of paper "your new here aren't you." a voice said behind me there was this thick southern accent with that voice "yes" i mumbled “I’m Taylor nice to meet you" she said i sighed ."Roxy but you can't call me rox" i said softly "well that a nice name" she said "yeah where’s home room?" i said but before i could say anything she noticed my backpack and the square object in it "what that?" she asked what was with questions "my records "i said softly she was becoming a headache for me "well whatya got ?" she said again "the Ramones Aerosmith
stuff like that" i said softly she was too friendly and my ears hurt do to her now "hey speak softer please my ears hurt" i said
she "no way come on where late" i walked to home room i found a seat and began to work "ok class we have a new student Roxie
please stand up and say something please?" the teacher said i walked over to her side of desk "may i ?" i said pointing to the chalk board "go ahead" "I’m Roxy but don't call me rox and listen to rock thanks bye" the teacher read i sat down i never did like the whole idea of saying something about yourself "very open Roxy but we don't allow rock in this school" she said "but at home arn't we allowed to be" i said "this isn't poetry class "true" i
said softly "now let’s work" after home room was lunch "thank god for my mother" i whispered as i found my lunch neatly packed in my backpack i knew the kids would attack me if the
noticed me and my 'illegal' lunch so i walked to my table and sat down once again Taylor sat down by me she was eating some grayish brown glop on a plate i gagged "Taylor are you really
going to eat that?" i asked poking it with my finger as the slop wiggled around "yeah like i do everyday" i shook my head "you’re
so deprived aren't you have you ever even broke the rules?" i asked noticing the record player "put this on over there please its very wholesome" i lied a smug grin spread across my face "ok!" Taylor skipped over to the record player and put on my record of the Ram ones 'do you wanna dance?' Began i pulled out my lunch that was REAL food Taylor's eyes where the size of basketballs when she came back to me "like it ?" i said she sighed and picked up her spoon to eat that slop on the steel plate. i had made myself at home my feet up Ramones playing I’ll save Aerosmith for later to smoke too "uh Taylor if you eat that
i will puke here please eat this it's real food i bet my mom could pave our drive
way with this yuk" i said handing her
a slice of pepperoni pizza just the way i liked it greasy and saucy . Taylor looked like i offered her poison "EAT IT" I said loudly
she held up the pizza to her lips
and bit into it “good right?” I said she nodded and began to eat more I’m glad mom is a over packer I never seen a girl so happy to have a pizza “thanks!!!” she screamed “shush my ears” I complained she banged on the table to the beat of the song “not bad eh,” I said she just nodded fast “why don’t you talk more?” Taylor said “I'll speak if I have something to say like now because I like talking to you but if not I’m quite” she nodded she wasn't much but I might’ve made a good friend. “Roxy this
music isn't allowed here” she said loudly “quit shouting at me and its fine they can’t imprison you for your music right “no but mr.Fredrick might bleach you” she said. Bleach what’s with this school no pizza and if you get caught with anything fun you’re ‘bleached’ whatever that was it didn't seem joyful at that “this isn't the Bronx high anymore” I said as I got up from my seat along with Taylor “cool your from new York” she said walking near me “yeah,” “did you see Broadway?” “yeah” this continued until we got to our lockers that where side by side how nice. “What was it like there I bet it was beautiful..” she said loudly “I lived in the Bronx it was dirty and smelly and not nice and remember how chat on your loud talking” I said but before she said anything a voice came over the speaker “WHOEVER LEFT THIS NONSENSE RECORD AT LUCH PLEASE COME TO THE OFFICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
only lived here for two days so this will make or break me "Roxy please do try and make friends i know that last year was rough but this year is new brighter place it looks better oh look at all those girl’s honey you'll like it here " my mom said before i left, god bless the woman for trying. my bright yellow car stood out like a sore thumb but if i cared i wouldn't looked like i do right?" i walked inside there was about 12 kids staring at me i liked my hair in
my face I wasn't what to call a shouter unless i had something to say I’d say it to you but if not i was not a talker i like my quietness. i found the principal’s office and walked in "oh my god you’re a homeless child you must be so lost do you want a map to the homeless shelter?" the sectary said i was offended by that "ma'am I’m Roxy faraway my mom called you this morning ?" i said crossing my arms "oh yes that’s right " she said all cheerfully and handed me some papers and a pin "there you a map of the school and the rules and a bunch of other stuff i slipped a thing in there for a salon that will cut your hair for a good price " she said whispering at the last part but i wasn't listening i was too focused on why it smelled like a dead rat in the room "gee thanks" i said i began to walk out when i was stopped by her once again "wait you must sign at the bottom of the rules and i have to watch it OK" i looked over the rules that read:
East mountain high school in far fall Washington rules for a good healthy mind and body
1. Don’t make paper planes because they mean one thing ( trip to nurse Zelda room 34 ) if your caught with said item you will be sent to the office and punished
2. Treat Sgt strawberry our school mascot with respect (he has feelings too the guy in the suit that is)
3. No loud music or music at all unless clean family music is allowed on the school lot.
3. If your outfit is noted by your teacher 3 times you will be punished.
4. No cursing
5. No short skirts.
6. Don’t eat pizza or ingest the following:
Soda, candy chips of any kind sugared food or drinks nor any food that has dyes or chemicals’.
7. No dancing
8. No singing unless in music class .
It went on from there pointless rules
at the bottom where you name
is suppose to go I put a few choice words on there "oh my!" i just left like i cared if i got in trouble i found the locker number on the sheet of paper "your new here aren't you." a voice said behind me there was this thick southern accent with that voice "yes" i mumbled “I’m Taylor nice to meet you" she said i sighed ."Roxy but you can't call me rox" i said softly "well that a nice name" she said "yeah where’s home room?" i said but before i could say anything she noticed my backpack and the square object in it "what that?" she asked what was with questions "my records "i said softly she was becoming a headache for me "well whatya got ?" she said again "the Ramones Aerosmith
stuff like that" i said softly she was too friendly and my ears hurt do to her now "hey speak softer please my ears hurt" i said
she "no way come on where late" i walked to home room i found a seat and began to work "ok class we have a new student Roxie
please stand up and say something please?" the teacher said i walked over to her side of desk "may i ?" i said pointing to the chalk board "go ahead" "I’m Roxy but don't call me rox and listen to rock thanks bye" the teacher read i sat down i never did like the whole idea of saying something about yourself "very open Roxy but we don't allow rock in this school" she said "but at home arn't we allowed to be" i said "this isn't poetry class "true" i
said softly "now let’s work" after home room was lunch "thank god for my mother" i whispered as i found my lunch neatly packed in my backpack i knew the kids would attack me if the
noticed me and my 'illegal' lunch so i walked to my table and sat down once again Taylor sat down by me she was eating some grayish brown glop on a plate i gagged "Taylor are you really
going to eat that?" i asked poking it with my finger as the slop wiggled around "yeah like i do everyday" i shook my head "you’re
so deprived aren't you have you ever even broke the rules?" i asked noticing the record player "put this on over there please its very wholesome" i lied a smug grin spread across my face "ok!" Taylor skipped over to the record player and put on my record of the Ram ones 'do you wanna dance?' Began i pulled out my lunch that was REAL food Taylor's eyes where the size of basketballs when she came back to me "like it ?" i said she sighed and picked up her spoon to eat that slop on the steel plate. i had made myself at home my feet up Ramones playing I’ll save Aerosmith for later to smoke too "uh Taylor if you eat that
i will puke here please eat this it's real food i bet my mom could pave our drive
way with this yuk" i said handing her
a slice of pepperoni pizza just the way i liked it greasy and saucy . Taylor looked like i offered her poison "EAT IT" I said loudly
she held up the pizza to her lips
and bit into it “good right?” I said she nodded and began to eat more I’m glad mom is a over packer I never seen a girl so happy to have a pizza “thanks!!!” she screamed “shush my ears” I complained she banged on the table to the beat of the song “not bad eh,” I said she just nodded fast “why don’t you talk more?” Taylor said “I'll speak if I have something to say like now because I like talking to you but if not I’m quite” she nodded she wasn't much but I might’ve made a good friend. “Roxy this
music isn't allowed here” she said loudly “quit shouting at me and its fine they can’t imprison you for your music right “no but mr.Fredrick might bleach you” she said. Bleach what’s with this school no pizza and if you get caught with anything fun you’re ‘bleached’ whatever that was it didn't seem joyful at that “this isn't the Bronx high anymore” I said as I got up from my seat along with Taylor “cool your from new York” she said walking near me “yeah,” “did you see Broadway?” “yeah” this continued until we got to our lockers that where side by side how nice. “What was it like there I bet it was beautiful..” she said loudly “I lived in the Bronx it was dirty and smelly and not nice and remember how chat on your loud talking” I said but before she said anything a voice came over the speaker “WHOEVER LEFT THIS NONSENSE RECORD AT LUCH PLEASE COME TO THE OFFICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
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