This life... by Emily Zimmerman. (online e reader TXT) 📕

at him. I started the car and backed out, waving happily at the furious Jared. Kyle looked like he was trying to hold back a laugh as he watched from the doorway. I drove happily to school, I couldn’t wait to see Jamie again for some reason. I got into the school parking lot safely, huh, stupid Jared. I got out just as Jared’s car sped up and parked right beside mine, I buried my keys in my backpack so Jared couldn’t get them. “what is it with you and not listening to me huh? I told you that you couldn’t drive, and what did you do? You drove, what, do you want me to yell? Because ill yell if I have to” he shouted. I rubbed my ear “uh, Jared, your already yelling” I said. He took a deep breath and nodded “what is it with you anyway? You wouldn’t even let me sign up for stupid drivers training, so I signed myself up, then you wont even let me drive even after I passed my freaking test!” I yelled. He sighed “you know I’ve never even seen your license?” he asked. I snorted and pulled out my wallet “I showed you it the night I came back from my last drive time idiot” I said, showing him my license. He grabbed it from my hand and put it up in the air to I couldn’t reach it “I know, now you can't drive” he said smugly. I glared at him and reached for his arm, he moved it to the other arm, so I tackled him to the ground and picked it up from the concrete, “you suck you know that?” I asked, putting my license back in my wallet. He groaned and sat up “ugh, that was not because your stronger than me because your not, I just wasn’t ready” he said defensively. I nodded “sure Jared, whatever you say Jerry Bear” I said in a baby voice. He glared at me “I hate you” he said. I put my hand over my heart, a hurt expression that could make an angel cry “aw, you hurt me Jerry Bear” I said, still in a baby voice. He glared still, I laughed and walked up the stairs to the school, I walked in and everyone stared, or sneered. I grinned at them, a new confidence in me that I haven’t had in a while “hey guys! How yah ‘doin?” I asked loudly. They just stared, sneers replaced by shock “yeah, I wouldn’t mess with me today, I’m pretty confident that I’ll kick your ass” I said, walking through the teenagers. I knew it was coming, I stopped right as the kid stuck his leg out, I looked at him calmly, feeling annoyed at his attempt “hello, I have never gotten your name, though you trip me every chance you get, we’ve never met, I’m Kaila Highlander, the one who drove my mothers car into a gas station, and you must be ass-hole, nice meeting you” I said sweetly. I put my legs behind his and used the leverage to trip him, he landed on his bum, though he hit his head, “yeah, don’t feel to good does it?” I asked Sarcastically. I stood up straight and looked around, everyone was staring at me, the whole place was silent. I smiled and walked away from ass-hole. I skipped to my class with confidence, I walked into my class with full expectations of what was going to happen. I stepped in and walked to my desk, art, my second favorite class, my first is music. I plopped down loudly in my seat, laughing slightly at the stares I’m being given, I looked at the front of the class, someone sat in the desk beside me, I looked up to find Jamie sitting there with an amused smile on his face “hey Jamie!” I said. He smiled at me “hey! I see you are not the weakling everyone makes you out to be” he said. I chuckled “don’t believe everything you hear” I murmured. He nodded “I saw what happened out there, so, he does that everyday huh?” he asked. I nodded “yep, and today is the day that he stops or else he loses the one thing that is most important to him, his… you don’t want to know” I said. Jamie laughed “I think I already do” he said. I nodded slowly “lets just say he’s no longer able to reproduce if he keeps it up” I said with a satisfied smile. He chuckled “I cant imagine what will happen” he said. I nodded “no, you cant” I said simply. He laughed, then the teacher entered, Mrs. Abbot, my favorite teacher in the whole wide world, she understands me, more then any other teacher I’ve ever had. She came in smiling “hello class, how are you this morning?” she asked us. I smiled, she’s a sweet person “good Mrs. Abbot” we all said. She looked at me “Kaila, I hope you’ve been practicing your art, you have potential, I can see it” she said suddenly. I nodded blushing slightly “yes Mrs. Abbot, I’ve been practicing as much as I can” I said. She smiled “good” she said. I stared off into space, thinking about different things like Kyle, how is his first day? “Kaila? Kaila, are you in there?” Mrs. Abbot asked, waving a hand over my face. I blinked “oh, I’m sorry Mrs. Abbot, what were you saying?” I asked. She smiled a disapproving smile “daydreaming is for lunch time” she said in that soft motherly voice of hers. I smiled and nodded “yes, I’m sorry, I guess I just got lost in thought” I said. I heard snickering throughout the class and paid them no mind “that’s alright Kaila, just pay attention next time” she said. I smiled and nodded, Mrs. Abbot was always letting me off easy, I guess she knew the kind of things I was going through in school, or because she just liked me and figured I would do as I was told. The class ended five minutes early, Mrs. Abbot got an emergency call. I gathered my things and set them in my backpack, I walked out of class to find everyone staring at me, no more sneers just glares, I smiled sweetly at them and walked to my locker, I felt a presence behind me “can I help you?” I asked, not turning around. I put my books away calmly waiting for an answer “well, you can tell me why my friend has a knot on his head” a familiar voice said. I smiled a taunting smile and turned around, looking at the jock named Garry Kiles “because he was stupid enough to not keep his feet where they belong and not put them out as hurtles for people to jump, so I gave him a taste of his own medicine” I said, an amused smile now playing on my lips. The jock looked angry “you little bitch! You should know that if you try something like that again, then you will get hurt” he warned. I laughed, “do what? You mean something like this?” I asked, punching him in the stomach and pushing him down to the ground, ah, so satisfying. He groaned and then coughed “your… your going to pay for that” he huffed. I nodded “sure, now, get some rest, I’m sure the team would love to hear that your ass got kicked by a girl” I taunted. I walked away, knowing that he would be back. I walked to Science and skipped happily into the class room. I sat in my usual seat and watched as Mr. Bellingham walked in slower than a turtle on Molasses, he looked depressed, as always. His graying hair was over combed to hide a bald spot, his depressed looking face was warn out, this guy has teached allot of teens in his life. “hello Stupi- I mean children” he said solemnly. I sighed “hello Mr. Bellingham” we all say, just as solemn. I sat back in my chair as Kyle walked in the class room. He smiled at me, and I smiled back “class, this is Kyle Miller, he is new, say hi Kyle then take a seat with Miss Highlander” he said, not looking up from his Science book. Kyle looked at the guy weirdly for a second, then looked out at the class “hi to the class” he said, with a wave then he walked over and sat by me. I heard giggling from the girls and snorting from the guys. I shook my head slowly “so, our first class together huh?” he asked. I nodded, looking up at him, “so what classes do you have so far?” I asked quietly. He pulled his schedule out of his backpack “I have fourth period Math, third period Music, and second period English. He said, I nodded “I it seems I have Music and Math with you, but I have fourth period English” I said. He nodded, seeming satisfied with just those classes together. “excuse me Miss Highlander, Mr. Miller, is there something you’d like to share with the class?” Mr. Bellingham asked. I shook my head “no sir, I was just telling Kyle I can show him around after class” I said. Mr. Bellingham nodded once, “no more talking in my class” he said sternly. I nodded, Kyle put his schedule back in his backpack and I stared animatedly at the board, as if I was listening. “now class, we have the micro….” the class went by quickly. Kyle was whispering to me when the Teacher’s back was turned. And I whispered back, holding back laughs at the remarks he would make like “I think this guy has epilepsy, see how he twitches? He looks like he’s trying to make up a new dance in his head, or maybe a new way to get out of this place” he whispered to me. I had to hold back laughs at the remarks he’d make. When the class ended I gathered my books and put them in my backpack. I walked out of the class and to my locker, Kyle trailing behind. His locker was in the wall across from mine. I opened my locker and put my backpack in, then I grabbed Kyle’s hand and dragged him to the cafeteria, I let go of his hand when we got there and I opened the door to the place and walked in, the whole room when dead silent, I just ignored them and went to go get my food. Yes! Cold pizza again, this time, I’m enjoying it. I walked over to my table and sat down, I took a huge bite and ate it with pleasure. I watched as everyone narrowed there eyes, I heard the loud sound of someone’s chair sliding out of its table, a jock stood up, and I recognized him as Garry, I smiled at him and took another bite. He walked over to me and stood across the table from me. I calmly put down my pizza and wiped my face with my napkin, “hello Kaila, so, I guess you think your above everyone else now then?” he asked. I snorted “no, I’m just tired of dealing with your antics, and my idiot brother’s over there, how in the world can you believe some of those roomers? I mean seriously, are you really that stupid?” I asked, throwing my hands up in the air. “well, we know there true because there your brother’s they know more about you then anyone else” he said. I snorted “those idiots wouldn’t know my life if they put security cameras up my ass. at home, I rule them, and they bow down like little sissy girls, and guess what? I could kick your ass any day” I said tauntingly. He snorted, “yeah right, and I’m not going to play football