Skater Girl's by Renee Pollet (popular e readers TXT) 📕

by me, her thick, wavy, fiery red hair slapping a kid in the face. “So Krissy, how have you been? Your folks good to? Remember how you used to play hair stylist with me?” her questions came at me from every corner.
“Calm down Lanie.” I said in a soft voice putting a hand over her mouth. Some of the guys at the table looked at me strangely, probably wondering how I knew her. “Okay. First things first, I've been fine. Second, my folks are gone. Third, Yes, I remember, I was used as your personal doll for two whole years!" I exclaimed. She only stared at me saying nothing further. The guys started laughing, I just watched them. Then out of nowhere, Jesse Nilston, captain of the football team walks up.
"Hey! So you skater dudes are here again this year. And even the girlfriend is here. how about you dump these dudes and come to me princess? Even though your fashion sense is a bit weird, you're still pretty good." He said in a nonchalant voice. My face was burning from embarrassment and anger at the same time. he laughed loud and annoyingly. Krishten was mad as well but he didn't try to get in my spot. If anyone was going to tell this guy off, then it was going to be me!
"Listen here! I'm not the girlfriend of anyone here. I am also not a princess, it's soo obvious that I'm a tomboy. My fashion sense is not weird! And I would never be desperate enough to date you!" I said in a loud voice, getting a lot of attention. He stared at me, mouth wide open. Krishten and the guys were just sitting there trying not to laugh. I walked away and as I was about to turn to the hall to go to the bathroom, I ran into the tall guy again. "Sorry!" I said almost too quickly.
He laughed, my face was probably red as an apple. Omg, what am I gonna do? "Sorry that was my fault too. But is it really that embarrassing to bump into someone twice?" he asked in a joking voice. I shook my head quickly. Then the screaming came.
"Hey Kris, what's going on with you today? First you act all shy making me look like the complete idiot. Then you stand up and scold me in the middle of class, everyone's gonna laugh at me forever. And now you tell the captain of the football team you'll never be desperate enough to date him?! What is going on with you lately?" Krishten ran over me with questions. The tall guy was just listening briefly, until he heard that I rejected the captain of the football team. A small smile formed on his face.
"Calm down Kay." I tried to say in a soothing voice. but it came out as more of an order. "I was acting shy today because I was nervous, it was my first day of high school. I scolded you because you were holding me, not because you were being your usual self. And lastly, I told off that idiot because he had it coming at him. He was making fun of you, and me far a matter of fact. So stop with all this blame and 20 questions crap." I said quickly, but Kay got the message. His face calmed down a lot, now you can only tell he's angry if you look him in the eyes. "Sorry" he said in a small voice. I giggled and said bye.
The bell rang and I had to get to gym. Gym was one of my favorite classes, but I try my best not to get hurt, I like art too. The bell rang when I got in the gym, and now things were going fine. We changed into a pair of shorts and t-shirt and joined classes with the boys for today. I then saw the guys again. 'How many classes do I have with these guys?' I asked myself quietly. “Alright everyone, line up!” Everyone lined up, the guys stood there, laughing, right behind me. ‘How annoying’ I thought to myself.
“Alright let’s partner you kids up!” The buff man said with his face in his clipboard. “Drew Aisle and Lisa Alros. Nina Avils and Gregory Brame. Krishten Carterson and Krissa Carterson.” He looked up from his clipboard to the group. “Who is Krissa Carterson?” He asked in a loud voice. I raised my hand, slightly embarrassed. He looked over me with those piercing eyes. "Hey Carterson, she your sister?" the teacher asked with his eyes on Krishten. Krishten smiled brightly, and stepped out of line.
"Yes sir, she is," Krishten exclaimed in a loud voice. "This is Krissa Carterson, my little sis. She'll definitely be a student that you like." He continued. Then he pushed me toward the coach. "And guess what, she's athletic just like me. Me and her are just the same!" That made me laugh.
The coach, Krishten, and the other students looked at me to see what I was laughing at. "I am just like you, same hair and same altheticism, but I have a brain in my head." I laughed again. The coach eyed me, trying to break me down with fear. Krishten walked over to me and hit me on the back of my head with more pressure than usual. “Ow!” Then Mason and Drake laughed at that. I growled silently.
“Okay Miss Carterson, you seem to like to joke, so go joke while running 3 laps around that field.” He said without a smile but I knew he was on the inside. He must not like Krishten. Instead of cowering in fear, I just smile at him, which makes him frown at me. “Yes sir!” I said loudly as I ran by him. If he weren’t a teacher I’m sure he would have hit me.
Jogging was boring until Krishten, Mason, Drake, and the tall guy I keep bumping into, walk over to me. Drake smiled at me, I knew that meant he had something fun planned. I stopped running and let them come to me. Krishten spoke first, “Kris, I’d like you to meet one of my best friends, this is Nathan Henderson.” I blushed slightly, but they didn't notice. I feel eyes on me, I look up to see Nathan looking down at me. “What?” I asked in a normal voice.
“So you’re not gonna fall on me in the one class that would probably give you an excuse to fall on me?” he asked in a joking voice. Krishten looked at me, confusion in his eyes. I shrugged to both of them as a loud voice interrupted me from getting any further thoughts. “STOP LAZING AROUND AND GET RUNNING!” the coach yelled at us. Drake smiled at me, “Wanna race?!” he asked excited. I nodded and he began to count. “On your mark, get set, Go!” He yelled in a loud voice. We sprinted off.
We were neck and neck at the beginning, but then he decided to stop playing with me, and ran ahead. I let him think he was fast as the coach yelled for him to go faster. I wanna really run now. “Drake!” I yelled. He turned and saw me smiling. “Here I come!” I yelled once more. Then I sprinted forward in a way beyond fast motion. I beat him! But I felt eyes on my back and I turned around and saw the group of guys staring at me. “What?” I mouthed to them. They just looked at me astonished. The coach came up to me.
“You really are like Carterson. Let me guess, you are a girl with a bad attitude, horrible grades, and doesn’t know how to dress yourself?” my face burned from anger, my hands clenched in fists. Kay came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry sir, but I may not have the best attitude but my attitude is a lot better than others. Also, my grades have nothing to do with this. And lastly, the way I dress is really none of your concern.” I said in a pouty voice. I got a couple of laughs from the crowd watching us.
“Well your attitude is fine, so I apologize, but if you’re Carterson’s sister, then your grades must be just like his.” I almost laughed at how wrong he was. Krishten stepped in front of me and said, “Hey Kris’s grades are pretty good actually. Beats me where she gets that will to work though.” He said in a joking manner. The coach eyed me suspiciously. “Well Miss Carterson, why don’t you let me see your almighty schedule then?” He asked with his eyebrows up, obvious disbelief on his face. “Fine!” I yelled irritated.
I walk to my school bag and take out my schedule reluctantly. The coach walks up to me and takes my schedule out of my hands, “Now let’s see Miss Car,” His eyes practically jumped out of their sockets. He refused to say anything, so Krishten came up and took my schedule and began reading out loud. “Everybody, since you are all dying to know what she has I shall tell you. She has honors math, honors history, astronomy, P.E., honors English, and advanced art. Wow Kris! All honors and astronomy and art.” Everyone just stared at me, I knew just what they were thinking, ’athletic and smart?’ the bell rang and everyone scurried out of the gym. I went to my next class, to find a rather young man sitting at the teacher’s desk.
I was the first in the class, so he noticed quickly when I came in. “Oh hello there, My name is Mr. Terris. Pleased to meet you, and what might your name be?” He asked in a teacher’s tone. I looked up at him, my bangs were still in my eyes. “Krissa Carterson.” I said in low voice. He didn’t try to get me to talk louder, he just sat there and stared at his clipboard. “Well Miss Carterson, you will be in the first row, very last seat.” I nodded and walked straight there. The class soon became filled with students. Mr. Terris introduced himself, and the class went by in a blur.
When the bell rang everyone jumped out of their seats, I took my time and slowly went out the door. Mr. Terris was watching me walk away. I grabbed my schedule and took a look at my last class. ‘Advanced Art rm. 306.’ * Room 306? Where in the world is room 306?!* I must look pretty confused because Nathan Henderson comes up to me and says, “Are you okay? You look pretty messed up.” My face fell.
“Is it really that noticeable?” I sighed. I can’t believe I am gonna do this. “Can you please help me find my next class? I have no idea where it is.” He looked at me, with humor in his eyes. “I suppose, what class do you have next?” I looked at my schedule out of habit. “Advanced Art 306.” I said nonchalantly. His eyes were huge, “Okay that will make this easier. I have that class too, well come on. Let’s get going.” He pulled on my arm. I was practically dragged to my art class. When we came in, all I saw was tall people, again. *I hate being short* I thought to myself. The teacher looked at us with her chocolate brown eyes. She was elderly with grayed hair ,and extremely short. “Well Hello there. What might your names be?’” She asked in a sugar-sweet voice.
Nathan walked up to her, “Hello Mrs. Leerest. My name is Nathan Henderson.” He said in an innocent voice. She briefly looked at him,