Another story, inspired by you aspiring authors =] Options

[UrBBaNgirl]

a new story, hope it's not too boring... I started writing and then it got weird. Not really sad or emotional. Hope you like it. Probably won’t. I’m not good at this. X[



don't have a title yet....



cHapTER OnE:

anais opened her eyes to a rude beeping sound ringing in her ears. reaching over to slap the snooze button and get another 15 minutes of zzzzzs, she angrily cursed the b*stard who thought up alarm clocks.

she rolled over and pulled the covers up to her chin. just as she was drifting back into peaceful slumber, her mom marched in and pulled the curtains open.
"rise and shine, sweet. busy day today!" she called, swooping up dirty clothes and cds from anais's floor, rubbing her daughters cheek in the preoccupied but loving way that mom's have.

shielding her face from the warm light now streaming into her window, she opened one eye reluctantly. "why?" was all she was able to croak out suspiciously. "why's it a busy day?"

her mom stared unhappily at a stray beanie baby and closed her eyes as if to shield them from the offending sight.
"well, you've got school, and i've got work, and oh no i think it's my day to carpool to kyle's school, and i've got that lunch meeting, and oh, its not the 13th is it? oh good i've got that presentation that day, and oh jeez i'd better work on some paperwork if i get the chance, i don't want to bring it home...sweetie, you’d better order out for pizza or something.....oh goodness we don’t have dinner with richard’s family tonight? Oh gosh....."
she went on, lost in her thoughts of her mental planner as she absentmindedly picked up anais’s mutilated math book and set it on her desk.

Anais rolled her eyes and pulled herself out of bed, a bit relieved it wasn’t busy because of some forgotten physics test or something, and a bit irritated at the sound of richard’s name.
Richard, the bozo her mom had been dating. She was sure he’d been stoned at least l4 times in the last year and judging by his immaculate and formal clothes, had never heard of Levis. Plus, he had the hottest son, Jason, which made things kind of awkward. He went to her school, too....a sophomore. She sighed just thinking about his dark hair and stunningly green eyes. His eyes. His eyes were what entranced her . They were like little pools of pea green slime. No....that wasn’t right. Pools of...er....god, there’s got to be something beautiful that’s green, she thought frustratedly. Kool-aid? She paused in her doorway, concentrating.. Her brother’s alarm brought her back to reality, and she remembered it was 7:22 and she was going to be late for school. Half awake, she trudged into the bathroom to take a hot shower. What about Pert Plus? she thought , staring at her mom's shampoos next to her own. That was green....yawn.

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[UrBBaNgirl]

here we go:::


chapter TWO

anais drummed her fingers along the armrest of the front seat.

She was parked in an abandoned lot in her brand new corvette (beige leather interior, four wheel drive, spinners) as her incredibly hot boyfriend jason kissed her softly on the neck, the romantic music blaring as she fed him a cream-covered strawberry.....


Oh all right. She was parked in the driveway of starbucks at 7:56 A.M, in her mom’s SUV. Her little brother was admiring the scab on her neck which was acquired while skateboarding two weeks ago, and she was handing him a granola bar. But a person can dream, right?

Her mom returned to the car, having bought herself a low fat latte. She climbed gracefully into the front seat, handed Anais her caramel frappucino, crossed her legs properly, buckled her seatbelt, and squeezed her eyes tight as Anais backed out of the lot jerkily.
“Sweetie, there are things called speed limits...” she yelled over the screech of the tires.

Anais grinned. Speed limits were so....limiting.....HONK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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“Ok, are you ready? So I talked to Ruby, you know, Jake’s sister? And Jake sort of mentioned you to Jason, kind of as casual conversation, and like he totally thinks you’re hot! And I know this is true cuz Jason is Jake’s BEST friend I mean they do EVERYTHING together so I mean why would he lie, right? So Jake says he’s totally interested!”
Anais stopped fiddling with her locker and turned to face Emikka, aka Emi, her best friend. She loved Emikka like a sister, but she was one of the biggest gossips she knew, and she tended to mix up her facts. She was a real sweetheart, though.
“Did he actually say that, Em? He’s interested in me? I’m hot? Like, could you quote him?” she asked doubtfully.
Emikka twirled her brownish blond her around her finger uncomfortably as she chewed her Strawberry Trident, the only gum she would ever touch.
“Well, I mean,” she drawled in her Brooklyn accent, “he didn’t exactly say it, you know, but it was IMPLIED....”
Anais sighed and fished out her French notebook from her backpack. “Forget it, Em. I don’t have a chance with him. He’s a JUNIOR. I’m just a sophomore. A lowly one, at that. I might as well forget it and resign myself to my obvious future as the wife of Jerry Bryant.” She slammed her locker shut and walked with Emi down the hall.
“Ah, girls, talking about me?” a short boy in a pressed white shirt and clean black trousers appeared out of nowhere. UGH. Jerry Bryant, aka school nerd of the highest order. Anais looked down at his loafers and his roller backpack and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. The worst thing about him wasn’t his PB and J lunches, or his perfect attendance record. It was the crush he’d had on Anais since the age of 12. “I know you can’t resist me...” he drawled, in what he thought was a husky voice.
“Oh yeah, Jerry, we’ve finally succumbed to your obvious charms. Bite me.” Emi snapped back, as she pulled Anais down the hall.
The bell rang. Shoot. They were late for first period. Anais said a quick goodbye to Emi, the skidded into her French class.
“Late again, Mademoiselle Baker?” said Mr. Revoir cruelly. “Detention.”
“Excusez MOI!” muttered Anais sarcastically. This day was just getting better and better.
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hope you all like it