My Life As Kilie {Chapter 1}
Kilie's POV
I m sitting in detention right now staring out a window. I m in here for a stupid reason too. Apparently I started the food fight today at lunch, which I did but should all the other people who started it with me be here too? Teachers seem to think us students, have no life outside of school. Like right now, it s Wednesday, I need to be at home getting ready for the weekly party. Mr. Caps is staring at me right now, probably because I m not doing what I m supposed to be doing. That s another thing I don t understand. That look. What does it mean? All teachers do it, sometimes, even parents do it. You know, that look where they are staring you down, making it known that they are staring at just you not the whole class, the kid behind you, or something behind you. The Look is overrated. I m fifteen and I m a junior at Orkit High School, home of the sluts, jocks who fuck sluts, and then the me s. The ruler of the slut group is Brittney Tap. She looks the part and plays the part. Blonde hair and huge boobs that by the way are fake she s had those boobs since 2nd grade. The jock group leader is Taylor Bid. He also plays the part very well and there is no doubt in my mind that he will always play the part. He has had girls surround him since middle school. I know I should say I don t want him but, I do. He is every girls dream. Of course, I don t act like it. I act like I don t give a shit about him. But then, there are the me s. We don t have a leader. My twin brother and I came from London, England about eight years ago. We left when we were seven. When we came here and got enrolled we were thrilled when we heard that we didn t have to wear a uniform. When we got to school that year all the girls were wearing pink and all the boys, blue. So here, My brother and I, were standing in the middle of a hallway in elementary school, being laughed at because we were wearing lime green shirts. Two guys kept staring at us. Not long after that we became friends. In middle school, every one separated into groups. So that s when the sluts, sluts who fuck sluts, and the me s were invented. Your probably wondering why those names stuck. It s because we live in Shelbyville, Kentucky. We were born with the same people, grew up with the same people, and will probably grow old with the same people. We rarely get new people. When we do it s hectic. We usually lose the new people because of everyone fighting over whose group they are going to join. It stupid, I know, but it s what keeps us entertained. One more thing you might want to know about my brother and I is that we are the most deadliest people alive.
This is just the beginning. People start talking in the next one. Tell me... What did you all think..