I was at the school orientation to see the faces of my teachers. there was a new one this year called Mrs. Dogwire social studies (s.s.). great (i think sarcastically), because i rock at all the subjects at this school. So another teacher who is going to hate me.
i see a dirty blonde handing out some huge txt book of a quiz. what preppy cheer leader have they asked to hand out fliers this time. she was waring black jeans and a pink sweat shirt that had a little bit of dust on it, "hey pink!" i yelled since i didn't know her name.
"what?!" she asked excitedly. that calls for preppy.
"what test has the principal asked you to hand everyone? social studies, math, home ec, ect." i say ignorant
"oh. it's ... a... personality test. i took it so i am handing it out. i hadn't really thought about asking the principal..." she says unsure now
"not asking the principal eh?... i think i like you... whats your name pink?" i say me and the principal don't get together well.
"my names Rain. I am new here." says Rain
" new to this school? bcz i could notice that." i say
"no..." says Rain nervous
"new to West Linn?..." i ask, no one comes to West Linn , because it is such a cute town. they come for a real reason
"no..." she says, not new to West Linn ,what is up with this chick?
"new to what then?" i ash suspiciously
"new to... Oregon" rain smiles warily
"oh... well then. so ... um ..." i say this is totally awkward
"i know my life is... yeah i am from Tennessee" says Rain
"now that i think about it you kinda have an accent..." i say
" so... the goth has probed you eh?" says my arch nemesis lilly. head cheer leader, basket ball player, and volly-ball star.
Sunday 13 March 2011
our story : chapter 1 , rain
we were almost done unpacking my room, i haven't stayed in one place for more than 3 years at most. This was most likely no differn't.
"Rain once you are done we'll look at your new school!" said my mom over excitedly. she should be more sad, but she wasn't, i wasn't my sister storm wasn't. you see my father had died 8 years ago i know we should be back to normal. looking into my new home with out my father saying "how you like it bug", is making the wound fresh.
"yeah i'd love that." i say slightly moping which is the equivalent to a full on sobbing with me.
"oh, honey. what is wrong" says my mom
"we move every year! why can't we stay in one place! if we hadn't bothered trying to move 8 years ago dad wouldn't be dead!" i say bitterly whipping off a little tear on my cheek.
"oh my baby you know, that we haven't found the right place for us yet," says my mom sadness leaving her throat dry "but if you truly mean that we can stay here for awhile."
"you mean it!" i say shocked and with naive hope, "thank you mother
she helped me unpack the last box. the day was beautiful, the grass was an emerald green (not a sandy brown as i am used to), it was not Tennessee. It was Oregon, green, flowery, rainy, Oregon. We had been unpacking for months ,so going out side to my new school was a relief. it was still a country area so we still had to drive. we were going to West Linn high school. West Linn is a small town in Oregon, south of Portland.
The school had a dome like coliseum i front. A plack with a ion on it read west Linn high school. this school was awesome looked so old ,but in a way very new.
"what did your just-for-fun-quiz say" says my mom with interest
"black fox, purple dear, yellow cougar, blue rabbit." i say confidently, i am good at memorizing things. that is why i am soooooooo good at math, and moving, and cleaning.
hold the spark,
Rain
"Rain once you are done we'll look at your new school!" said my mom over excitedly. she should be more sad, but she wasn't, i wasn't my sister storm wasn't. you see my father had died 8 years ago i know we should be back to normal. looking into my new home with out my father saying "how you like it bug", is making the wound fresh.
"yeah i'd love that." i say slightly moping which is the equivalent to a full on sobbing with me.
"oh, honey. what is wrong" says my mom
"we move every year! why can't we stay in one place! if we hadn't bothered trying to move 8 years ago dad wouldn't be dead!" i say bitterly whipping off a little tear on my cheek.
"oh my baby you know, that we haven't found the right place for us yet," says my mom sadness leaving her throat dry "but if you truly mean that we can stay here for awhile."
"you mean it!" i say shocked and with naive hope, "thank you mother
she helped me unpack the last box. the day was beautiful, the grass was an emerald green (not a sandy brown as i am used to), it was not Tennessee. It was Oregon, green, flowery, rainy, Oregon. We had been unpacking for months ,so going out side to my new school was a relief. it was still a country area so we still had to drive. we were going to West Linn high school. West Linn is a small town in Oregon, south of Portland.
The school had a dome like coliseum i front. A plack with a ion on it read west Linn high school. this school was awesome looked so old ,but in a way very new.
"what did your just-for-fun-quiz say" says my mom with interest
"black fox, purple dear, yellow cougar, blue rabbit." i say confidently, i am good at memorizing things. that is why i am soooooooo good at math, and moving, and cleaning.
hold the spark,
Rain
Hi! (the spark explanitory)
Hi i am Rain Justice. Me and my friends have powers (we call it a spark, of our lives). This is our story ,and we are proud to present our lives( well maybe not Annie she is never proud). Here are our names:
Rain (me)
Annie (the opposite of me ,but we are still friends)
Luis (the bright flower-ish girl)
Lilly (despite her name she is not all rainbows ,and sunshine as you'd think)
Dandi (as in Dandelion. she is very... quiet ,and her sister is Lilly go figure.)
The five of us share a bond , not as in a savings account. We are The spark of this generation. You probably don't know what The spark is, That's okay we didn't either. Until Jasmine Dogwire (Mrs. Dogwire for short) she was a spark for last generation. then became a scout looking for.. well... us. well that is all the background i am aloud to give you.
hold the spark,
Rain, Annie, Luis, Lilly, and last but not least Dandi
Rain (me)
Annie (the opposite of me ,but we are still friends)
Luis (the bright flower-ish girl)
Lilly (despite her name she is not all rainbows ,and sunshine as you'd think)
Dandi (as in Dandelion. she is very... quiet ,and her sister is Lilly go figure.)
The five of us share a bond , not as in a savings account. We are The spark of this generation. You probably don't know what The spark is, That's okay we didn't either. Until Jasmine Dogwire (Mrs. Dogwire for short) she was a spark for last generation. then became a scout looking for.. well... us. well that is all the background i am aloud to give you.
hold the spark,
Rain, Annie, Luis, Lilly, and last but not least Dandi
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