"Amythyst! Wake up! You're gonna be late for school!" My brother, Jason Stone, otherwise known as egghead, because his head was shaped like an egg, though I would never call him that in the face, shouted from the hallway.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, sheesh." I muttered the last word under my breath. I got out of bed and did my stuff. Once I was done, I got into the car and off we went, to marigold high.

"Ringggggg!" Went the bell, it was time for Homeroom. I walked up six flights of stairs and strolled into the classroom. I heard the usual mutters of, "nerdy merdy," "amy maimy," and, "strangy amy".

I settled down into a comfortable position and took a book to read. I felt something tap my head, like someone throwing a stapler bullet at my head. So, being me, I ignored it.

I jogged towards my secure spot in the cafeteria and ate my food. Same old life, same old days, and the same old things to eat, of course. I winced at the bitter but familiar taste of 1-day-old lagsana. I jogged to the field, to see if I could join the boys for a game of soccer.

"Can, and may I play?" I asked innocently.

"You sure your manly enough?" A rough voice answered. Daniel Armstrong, best soccer player in the soccer team.

"I'm not just manly enough, I'm WOmanly enough." I answered calmly. I heard a snort from the side of the field.

"So," i prompted,"may and can I play?" "Sure, you can, and you may, but prepare to lose!"a boy whose name was Harry called a few meters away.

"Harry, you're talking to yourself again." I smiled sweetly.

And so, the game began.

Sorry about the chapter being so short! I'll try to make them longer in the next chapters! And srry for the bad plot, l know it sounds like a composition. Once again, sorry!!!!! Pls forgive me. ): ): ): ):