Power High

Chapter One

Karma Above but with longer hair^ (picture from google images)

"Hi. My name is Karma and I'm an addict."

The laugher around the room boost my confidence as I introduce myself to the substitute teacher. Some people even reply with a, "Hi Karma."

I sit back in my seat in the back of the room by the window as she huffs, her bangs moving with her hot air.

Our normal teacher Mrs. King usually just rants about her dead-beat husband while she paints her nails. EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Like really? You just finished it and the next day you're taking it off! Like the hell? Never mind, whatever.

Anywho, I'm Karma and I'm not an addict. I am a Sophomore at Martian Memorial High School. And yeah, Martian, no one noticed the sign had a 'a' in there.

Again, sorry I get distracted a lot. So I'm a blonde with green eyes. My hair is about waist length and usually in two long pig tails so it's not in the way. (Like two side braids in pic)

We are in home room but I don't have any friends in this class. Sad face.

But it's ok, the bell is about to ring.

🔔RING!🔔

Laughing, I get up and walk to Bio. I walk down the hall, people walking around me, for some reason everyone acts like I'm popular. I mean I kind of am but because I'm nice, when I want to be, not like in Mean Girls.

I like that movie.

"Hey, Karma!"
Looking over I notice Valerie waving me over to her locker. Dylan, her boyfriend is there too.

"Hey Valz, yo Dill Pickle."

Dylan rolls his eyes at his hated nick name and Valerie giggles.

She shuts her locker, grabs his hand and we start walking to Bio.

"So, Karma... Your birthday is coming up next week.  What's the plan? Party? Pool? Beach? Beach Party? Pool Party?"

I laugh with Dylan at her giddiness.

"Maybe a sleepover with the girls and some pool side sun bathing?"

"Perfection. Just like you, that's a great idea!"

I shrug her off and enter the class room.

"We were almost late." I point out.

"But the bell hasn't eve-"
Dylan gets cut off by the bell the second we sit.

"Don't ever question Karma. It's her name. She's always right and can be a bitch."

We giggle together as the teacher strolls in.

"Silence girls. Today we will be taking notes on my lecture."

We all groan as paper is shuffled around.

I don't feel like listening to a lecture but I think a little water would be fun.

"Hey Val. Don't get anything out. Actually put your phone deep in your bag. Is your make up water proof?"

She nods with furrowed eye brows as she's done as told.

Just when her bag zipper shuts, the sprinklers turn on. Screams and gasps fill the air as the fire alarm sounds also.

Grabbing our stuff we all rush out the building but I hold Valerie, Dylan and our other friend Matt back.

"Guys it's not real. We are fine."

"How did you know?"

"I don't know. I felt like we were gonna get wet."

We still scurry out side to hopefully not get completely soaked.

When we finally get out from behind the crowd, I turn at the right moment to see Riley try to scare me. Instead I scare her and she pouts up at me. From my 5'6 height to her 5'2 her face is so cute!

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After Fire Drill~ LUNCH
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I sit down at my table with my lunch. My lunch consists of strawberries with whipped cream, a deluxe bacon cheeseburger, a original green Monster, French fries, grapes, peanut butter m n'ms, and some skittles.

I like food. And candy. But lots of food.

My lunch table consists of Valerie, Dylan, Matt, Riley, June, West, and Dean.

We eat lunch, talk, and as normal pick on me for how much I eat.

"Like how the hell do you stay so skinny if you eat that everyday."
As June points to my tray her eye brows furrow.

"I don't know. It's not like I'm in track, swimming, softball, volleyball, and I skateboard everywhere I go. I wonder..."
My sarcasm drips from my words and she just sighs and fixes her pony tail.

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After school~ Home
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As I enter my own home I feel unwelcome. Yelling, my parents are fighting again upstairs.

I drop my stuff at the door and jog to the living room where my older brother sits, blasting the tv and has his head phones in.

I tap his shoulder and he jumps. When his wild eyes meet mine he sighs and stands up taking his head phones off while hugging me.

We hate when they fight but my brother takes it worse. He knew our biological father and how crushed he was when our mother left him for this a$$ h•le.

Can you tell we don't like him.

I grab his hand and drag him to my truck parked out front. We climb in and I put music on but leave it in park.

"Hey."
I glance at Aaron, his face one of sadness.
He looks up and gives me a smile.
"Lets go to the park."
I smile back and nod.

Turning my truck off and checking its in park, I get out. We go around to the garage and open the side door.

We grab our gear and put it in the bed of my truck before driving down to the park.