Chapter 2: First Days Suck

I slammed the car door shut, unlocked the front door, and made my way into my new "home." I had to move around all the stacks of boxes before I made my way into the living room and set my things down. "What a crappy day," I sighed, walking into the kitchen. There was a note from Mom on the refridgerator, that read:

Hope you had a good day at school, there's some pizza in the refridgerator.

I loved how she added the "good day at school" one, she knows the first day never works out. "I just can't wait to eat this pizza mom, and live here, and be happy!" I said under my breath, holding onto the pizza and running upstairs. I slipped into some shorts and a tee, turned on the tv, and tried to make something out of the rest of my day. About half an hour later, my cell phone blasted with "Kiss Me Thru The Phone." It was Mom, with her daily gotta-check-up-on-you-to-see-if-everythings-okay-call. I picked up, "Yes Mommy, everything is fine," I said innocently, trying not to laugh.
"Now you know I only do this to make sure everythings alright. But I need you to do me a favor," she said.
"I know, I know. Shooot, what do you need me to do?" I asked, staring at hottie on the television.
"You need to go get groceries and pick up the parts for your bike if you want to go to the motocross track next weekend," she said; I could hear her typing in the back. "There's a list of groceries in the kitchen with money. Oh and try to get a job while you're at it? I can't pay for everything you know!" she added, and the phone went click. I couldn't even get a word in and she just hangs up! Typical mother at work. And here she goes again, telling me to get a job. I sat there with a pizza slice in my hand, all cozy and everything and now I had to get up, get dressed, and go haul groceries and bike parts. Well actually, I didn't have a problem with the bike parts because I was pysched to hit the tracks. It had been months since I powered up my bike. "I better get a move on buddy," I told Milo, my dog. I got up, pulled on some Victoria's Secret sweats, some Uggs, a coat and grabbed the list of groceries, and holy moly was it LONG. It was almost down to my knees, I didn't think we were completely out of food. I sighed, grabbed my keys and drove off.

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The grocery store was really confusing. It took me a good 2 hours to get everything on the list, especially since me and mom are picky eaters and everything has to be a certain brand, or have certain things in it, and what not. The cart was loaded, and the lines were extremely long. "Is there some party going on that the whole world needs to be at Safeway?!" I cried, trying to find a line to squeeze my truckload of stuff into. Some old lady looked at me, I figured she heard what I said. After an eternity, I was up to the cashier. "That's alot you have there," she said to me. I looked at her blankly and nodded, and viewed the list one more time. I handed her the cash, loaded the groceries, and was out of there in no time. As soon as I got into my car, I squealed with delight about getting my parts.
"new partsss, new bikee, hey racetrack, heey riding," I sang to myself on the way to the shop. After about 15 minutes, the shop came into view, but the parking lot was packed. "This day can't get any more complicated, can it?" I asked myself, swerving onto a curb. I was about 2 blocks from the shop, oh well. I locked car and started heading towards my destination. I passed by a barber shop, a bakery, and a sports shop. I looked through the glass and saw normal people, shopping for normal things. As I passed the other side of the sports shop, a loud "HEY NEW GIRL!" rang through my ears. I stood frozen in my tracks. I heard footsteps running towards me, and I turned around. It was the same kid from Edwards' class, again.
"Yeah?" I asked, annoyed, as I started walking again. He was walking faster, trying to catch up.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, caught up to me and everything.
"Why? Is this some restricted area I'm not allowed to be at?" I replied, bluntly. He looked around, not knowing what to say.
"Fiesty, I see," he eventually said, with a half smile.
"If you say so," I said back, walking faster. "Well uh..I gotta go. See ya around," I said, not even glancing at him. I walked into the motocross outlet, and went up to the clerk, showing him my receipt for parts. As I swiped my card, I noticed the kid still standing outside, on the phone, occasionally glancing at me. The clerk looked at me, and smiled. "I don't see many girls in here," he said. "That's pretty cool."
I smiled and put my hands in my pockets, "Thanks," I said, looking around the shop, "I guess that makes me different." The clerk laughed and went to the back.
"You definitely are. How long you been riding?" he asked.
"A couple of years," I said, leaning against the counter and eyeing the new customizable fox hoodies.

Author's Note

okay so the second half of the chapter gets cut off but what happens is: JC gets her parts, and goes home. The next day at school, JC meets a new friend named Robbie while at her locker, the kid who always stares at her has a friend who bugs JC in class, touching her hair and saying she was cute, and dropping her books. The kid [Tyler] apologizes but JC doesn't say anything.

Reviews

[Kelley]

And the romance begins........smiles
Another great chapter.


I off to the next.

Kelley