Chapter 1

First things, first! Introduction. I'm Cleo Michaels and I'm not saying my middle name, sorry. I'm 18, I'm a senior in high school. I've got jet black hair, and I'm a cheerleader -- a clumsy one; an extremely clumsy one.

You know that clumsiness someone has where they only stare at a bucket and in five seconds, the bucket falls on their head? You don't? Well I'm that clumsy.

Rumors once spread around school that I was cursed. Of course, they died down like most rumors, but I still keep my distance from people. Just in case.

I'm not cursed, by the way.

Aside that, I'm good to go... I guess. I mean, people say I'm pretty, curvy and a little bit funny. Oooh! That rhymes. I have two BFFs, an adopted little sister who's five and my life is really good, if you scratch the clumsy part.

It was Monday morning and I was three minutes late. The hallway was dead silent and I could see my class at the other end of the hallway. I walked so fast, a locker caught my shirt and ripped an arm off. "How does this even happen?!" I yelled as I tossed the torn piece into a trash can.

As I made my way toward my class, I heard fast footsteps behind me. I turned back. The only thing I saw was a blue hoodie before I fell on my back, as the strange person hit me and ran past me.

Judging by how hard I was hit, the person could pass for a football player. When I stood up, the person wasn't there anymore. They couldn't even apologize! Quite an asshole!

I finally got to my class. "Another late person?" Here's Mr. Hedge; our mean math teacher, who nobody likes. "I'm sorry." I apologized, taking my seat to avoid his unnecessary talk about how messed up our generation was.

"Now, before I--"

"Sorry I'm late!" Sarah, my first BFF yelled as she came inside. She was out of breath. Mr. Hedge already looked frustrated. "Any delinquent wanna come in late again? Because if this door opens again and someone comes in late again, all you latecomers are on-"

"Good morning, Mr. Hedge." Jeremy, my second BFF greeted, coming in late.

"-detention. That's it! All four of you latecomers, after school detention for 3 hours." He huffed.

"Three hours? I got here 5 minutes late, and I'll get detention for 3 hours?" Everyone turned to the person who had the audacity to say that. He was sitting behind me. I took him as a new kid because I had never seen him before.

That hoodie! That blue hoodie! He pushed me in the hallway. The Jerk! The asshole! And why was he standing up to Hedge, of all horrible people?

"You think I care? Detention for 3 hours." Mr. Hedge stood his ground. "New guy's got some nerves." Sarah mumbled, and since the guy behind me sighed, I guess he heard it.

School's gonna be fun for me if this rude jerk keeps putting me in detention after today.

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AN: Thanks for reading this book! It's my first and yes, I have the urge to ask this...

What's your biggest pet peeve?

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