(Don't worry it's not all in italics)
Trusted rusted coughed and sputtered it's way down the road to Stridestrom High.Spencer,or as his friends called him-Spec., cruised ungracefully to the corner.His black truck, now mostly a brown rusted color, squeaked in compliant as he turned to the curb. He turned to his little sister. "Out brat! And as your favor to me you have to be my cover for Judy.tell her i stayed late for workshop class or something." His little sister already knew that he told Judy-their mother- that he was staying for English class. But she wasn't going to tell him that. She jumped out of the passengers seat and brushed her long black hair partially out of her face. She went up to her friends. The 'pops' called them a cult. Pops were the snotty popular kids who thought they were the world. Everyone had their group or classification at Stridestrom High. There was the nerds, the pops, the dorks, the geeks, the jocks, the drama queens, the people who fit evrywear, and the loners. And of course the cult. My cult to be excact. I am the little sister.
" Zaver did you bring my dye?" Zaver hooked me up with hair dye when my mom said i couldn't dye it. "Crap! Nope , forgot it at home." He said . That was the third time this week he forgot it. My hair is naturally midnight black and so is my brothers. Tanning is impossible for us and my mom still wonders why i run around looking like a gothic vampire. My name is Sharon Starburg more commonlly known as Sasha . I am a freshman at Stridestrom High. And i will soon dye the tips of my hair blood red.
As i said before my brother's name is spencer but his "cult" calls him Spec. Blck hair ghost white skin, and as much as he trys to flirt he still can't get a girlfriend. As far as i know he's not on drugs any more. My mom black mailed him into stopping but they won't tell me what she would do. In all we look like a bunch of vampires. Now vampires aren't real and everyone knows it. But now what do i belive? For you to understand i have to go back to the very beggining... a day before holloween, my 15th birthday. yes, i was born on holloween the day of the dead. ha.ha. So very "funny".