Dark Valley High

Chapter 1: Half a Death.

It was about 6:45. I was expected to Pick my Rotton Step Blister- I mean Sister; Rebecca, Up from Cheerleading practice.

I just so happened to Be 10 minutes late, Which Shouldn't be such a big problem because I shouldn't have had to take her anyways, If she hadn't have totaled her own car.

Besides, every guy or Girl around here just loves Rebecca. Especially her little minions she hangs around with around the clock. I'm sure she would have manipulated them to give her a ride.

Anyways.....

Clintwood High school. Home of the Hedgehogs and The jockstraps. But Beware the cake faced zombies that roam Its big Sandy Brown Exterior...
If you do make it inside you should probably invest in an Oxygen mask because If the smell of Hair dye and testosterone doesn't hospitalize you, the people will.
Now, I know what you're thinking. I probably sound like quite the pessimist, The average angsty teen. But I'm actually nothing like that... Even If I was, I have every right to be.
Ever since our parent's marriage It has been Becca's absolute mission to ruin my life.

I caught a glimpse of a Sun Kissed Becca as she stormed up to the car. Her arms raised In the air, and her face pulled into an Angry and Exasperated Expression. It Flooding her Features.

3...2...1.... Here we go.

I ran my Fingers through a long tangled Mess I try To call my Hair.

Becca Threw the Car door open and angrily tossed her bright Baby blue duffle duffle bag into the back seat.

Jesus... What the car ever do to You?

The car door slammed shut only for the Front on to be yanked open and for a steaming Rebecca to Sit in the seat aside from me and Slam the door Twice as hard.

"Stop slamming the Car door, asshole."

"What the hell did you Just say?!" I heard Rebecca say to me.

My eyes widened as I quickly Spun to look at her.

Did...Did I say that out loud?

For a moment Her tone was filled with shock. But let's just say it didn't take too long for her to bounce back.

"Are you just gonna stare Like a deer in headlights or are you gonna answer me?" She sneered.

Oh Screw you..

"Yes..." I trailed off. What was I supposed to Say??

"I Didn't-"
Turns out I Didn't have to make an explanation. She cut me Off.

"I don't care anymore, Alex. Just start the fucking car already and try to give a good excuse for why you were late."
Rebecca Said, effortlessly Tossing her Strawberry red locks Over her shoulder.

I sighed and Started the car, pulling out of the Clintwood parking lot.

Somewhere on the freeway Becca had just taken to Ranting about me, and I had just taken to gritting my Teeth and Listening.

I was extremely pissed. I could feel my Hands clench roughly around the Black leather steering wheel.

I do hate her...

My eyes started to burn suddenly...
I fought to keep them open.

She droned on about how pathetic I was and How I couldn't be depended on.
When she got bored of that She turned to everything she hated about me and How I had no friends at Clintwood.

I was only 10 minutes late.. That's not So bad..

I clenched my Jaw. Sadly resisting the urge to beat the blonde hair dye out of her.