the spark: chapter 2, Annie

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.