MWAHAHAHAH New Story TIIIIIIIIMMMMEEEE!!!!!! What's gonna happen? No idea, don't be askin' the author if you don't like the answer lol. So here we go, my BRAND NEW STORY!!!!

Yes, I still will work on my other story, the one with the ever-changing name lol. I'll try to keep the name the same on this one,

Rainbows, Carebears, and Rocketships!

Kenzie Dearest :)

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I jumped out of bed, before my alarm clock even rung. I dashed over to it, on the other side of the room on my desk. I crouched, waiting for it to ring. I waited, and waited some more. It totaled to a couple hours, maybe 2. My legs started to hurt, and I was about to give up and forfeit the war to the annoying Beep race. Yes, me and my alarm clocks are at war.  Yes, alarms clocks. I have about a dozen more in my closet.

But, then, finally, the beeping started! I jumped up from my crouch, and slammed my hand down as hard as I could on the SNOOZE button. I yanked the plug out of the wall and walked into my pig of an older brother's room. I plugged in the alarm clock and left. I hurried and threw on a purple and black skirt with black leggings. I got a black and white flowy shirt, and grabbed a peacoat. I threw some pure white Sketchers with velcrow on. I yanked a brush through the mop of "hair" I have in the morning.

I fell in it's normal wavy dark chocolate brown layers. I looked in the mirror, searching for zits. None! Yes!!!! I looked deep into my hazel-color-changing eyes. I spotted some streaks of red in the very light brown they were today. I grinned, brown means tired and red means energetic/violent. Couldn't wait to see which one of those two my day would be hinted with.

I hurried out the door and into my Mazda. It was a sleek midnight blue and very very fast. I grinned as I pushed 85 m.p.h. and slammed onto the brakes and easily paralell parked in the school parking lot. My older brother would probably be pissed I ditched him. I was a Sophmore in high school, only having my Driver's Permit. I didn't give a shit though, my parents were fucking dead. Me and Danny, my brother, were rich! Inheritance, thank God.

I'm not a spoiled rotten, stuck-up bitch. Well, I am a bitch most of the time. Peopl say I'm permanatly PMS-ing. I don't really have too many friends. None, to be exact. My brothers, the complete opposite of me, was Mr. Popular Jock-Head, Manwhore, with a Douchbag 5'o'clock shadow.

I grabbed my bookbag, leopard, and ran inside the school. I went to the only place I could think and find solice. An empty room that Mr. Klio, a cute and young 23 year old teacher at the school let me be in before and after class.

I pulled out my Ipod as I walked into the room. It was my homeroom anyway, so it was just like I was really early every day. Almost an hour and a half early to be exact. Although it's not really exact considering....

And I got up late today, thanks to my alarm war. Huff, this was going to be a tough day. Only about 15 extra minutes before class. I closed and locked the door to the room, I was almost sound-proof this way. I started singing to one of my favorite songs, EVER. Well, not really, but it's a good song! (A/N Can YOU guess it? It's With A Litlle Help From My Friends. It's in the video box, y'know!)

A little help from my friends

What would you think if I sang out of tune,

Would you stand up and walk out on me.

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song,

And I'll try not to sing out of key.

I get by with a little help from my friends,

I get high with a little help from my friends,

Going to try with a little help from my friends.

What do I do when my love is away.

(Does it worry you to be alone)

How do I feel by the end of the day

(Are you sad because you're on your own)

No I get by with a little help from my friends,

Do you need anybody,

I need somebody to love

Could it be anybody

I want somebody to love.

Would you believe in a love at first sight,

Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.

What do you see when you turn out the light,

I can't tell you, but I know it's mine.

Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,

Do you need anybody,

I just need somebody to love,

Could it be anybody,

I want somebody to love.

I get by with a little help from my friends,

Yes I get by with a little help from my friends,

With a little help from my friends.

I like to sing the Joe Anderson and Jim Sturgess version from the movie Across the Universe, more modern. It's the one I had on my Ipod. AAAAAAnd the movie is pretty damn amazing. I was thinking while doing this and it as about my brother. We were twins. But nothing alike, not even lookwise. I mean I'm 5 foot 2 and he's 6 foot 3! He's a motherfucking giant!!!! And his eyes are green, I hate green I really really hate it. But only as an eye color, greens actually one of my favorite colors, ironic right? Then, his hair is always changing, he dyes it every 2 days, literally. I think it was red today... Like not ginger redish orange, like blood red! I scoffed and then kept singing.

So the entire time I was singing this I was twirling and belting out the lyrics at the top of my lungs. My chest was heaving when I was done, and realized class would start soon, so I hurried to unlock the door and get to my seat. Moments later Mr. Klio walked in. I gave him a grin and he returned it. Then, the other kids started coming in.

I sat in the very back, as usual. All the way to the left nonetheless. No one usually sat in that seat. They knew to leave me alone. Cue evil Laughter: MUUUUAAAAHHHAAAAHHAAA!!!!

The class dragged on and on for eternity. When it was finally over, I decided to skip the rest of the day. Devious ol' me right? Well, stay tuned for more of adventures of

KAS STONE!!!!! ;) See ya bitches!

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