Chapter 1

"Well, class. I feel as no one is listening. Anyone care to tell me why? You do understand you have a test soon," our teacher said. The bell rang. Finally. School is over. Never thought it would end! I was on my way out of Science when my teacher, Mrs. Cander, stopped me.

"Jayne, you are aware your grades are going down, right?" Mrs. Cander notified me.
"Yeah, I'm aware," I annoyingly told her.
Mrs. Cander had a concered look on her face. "Mind explaining why? You have changed quite a bit, Jayne. You used to be a very intelligent girl. Always elated. Now, look," she slowly said to me.
"Well, people change. I changed. My life changed. So, maybe I don't want the words intelligent, elated, and preppy, in my life anymore. I've changed. I've got to get going. Promised to be home early today," I explained to her. I walked out the door swiftly. Mrs. Cander tried to stop me, but before she could say stop, I was out of the classroom.

I reached my locker. I grabbed my backpack and all the books I needed. As I was turning around, I stopped half way. I couldn't help but noticing "him."

"His" name was Adriam. He was handsome. His skin seemed as soft as an angel. Brunette hair, blue eyes, tan skin. What wasn't to love? As I was day dreaming, he turned and stared at me. I turned around without hesitation. Gawd, I just made a fool of myself. Whatever. My life just had to be like this. I wonder why. I sighed and closed my locker. I walked out of the school. I felt like I had just been laughed at. My face turned bright red, so I looked down at my Converse and walked home.

On my way home, I thought about my talk with Mrs. Cander. Why had she chosen me out of everyone else in the class? Everyone changes. I thought about it. As I was looking at my Converse, I noticed I used to wear flats and high heels to school. Hm. I guess I have changed a lot. It isn't her business to tell me, though. I can handle things on my own.

I opened the front door of my house. Home sweet home. I walked in. "MOM! I'M HOME!" I yelled. Nothing back. "Mom, you here?" I yelled again. I heard the bathroom door open. I went near the bathroom and saw my mom coming out. Gawd, she scared me. "Hey, honey! You're home! How was your day?" my mom cheerfully said. "Er, great," I said back. I decided I shouldn't tell her about Mrs. Cander. My mom would start telling me all about how I /have/ changed. "I'm going to g