Chaos - Chapter 1
About a girl in school, who rides horses. There should me more later, I think.
Oh my God, can Mrs. Parker get any more boring? We went over all this before, although I failed our last physical map quiz, it doesn't really matter. I mean come on how is that every going to help me?
"Now don't for get you dang, ISN, Brain!" Mrs. Parker was yelling at Brain Black. He's in four of my classes I think? Yeah four, Advanced Language Arts, Advanced Science, band, and Boring World Studies with the famous Mrs. Parker. How much fun? Bing Bing Bing!! The bell at our school is electronic or something like that it's really gay.
Today I was dressed in my red, baggy sweat shirt that smells like horses, a pair of long, faded, and patched blue jeans, and a baggy Old Stone t-shirt, not that anyone will see it until 6th period. I went to the barn yesterday and I didn't take a shower, oh well. What's the point really I mean I’m just going to go to the barn again tomorrow. Oh and in case you haven't caught on I ride horse. I lease a black mare, a full grown girl horse in case you didn't know, who has two sock on her hind legs and a star, a circle who knows why they called it a star. Her name is Chaos, it's the greatest name in the world I know.
Here comes Marcus, to light up my day. We are not boyfriend and girlfriend more like best friend and best friend.
"Ello, Tegan!' He says in his cheerful voice.
"Ello, Marcus! How are you today?" in more of an English accent than him.
"How in the world do you do that," Marcus spoke as if he had never heard me talk like that before.
"Umm. . I told you already I watch a lot of British TV or Tele as they call it," I responded with a hint of sarcasm.
"I'm hungry," I really am I had 3 bowls of cereal and I'm STILL hungry at 10:30.
I ate with Marcus and a couple other friends and then off to Language. Ugh, now Marcus will get to say more shit about me being a flirt, really funny. So my language partner is Brain Black? I mean I'm sure he smells the horse off of my jacket, and ok I think he's funny but that doesn't really mean anything. Besides I think that anyone within a 20 feet radius can smell the horses. They probably think it smells bad but it is the best smell in the world. It's my true home, not where I live that’s would be a house, but a home. I love it there. I just can't wait 'til Friday . . oh wait that’s today!! Hurray!
"Now don't for get you dang, ISN, Brain!" Mrs. Parker was yelling at Brain Black. He's in four of my classes I think? Yeah four, Advanced Language Arts, Advanced Science, band, and Boring World Studies with the famous Mrs. Parker. How much fun? Bing Bing Bing!! The bell at our school is electronic or something like that it's really gay.
Today I was dressed in my red, baggy sweat shirt that smells like horses, a pair of long, faded, and patched blue jeans, and a baggy Old Stone t-shirt, not that anyone will see it until 6th period. I went to the barn yesterday and I didn't take a shower, oh well. What's the point really I mean I’m just going to go to the barn again tomorrow. Oh and in case you haven't caught on I ride horse. I lease a black mare, a full grown girl horse in case you didn't know, who has two sock on her hind legs and a star, a circle who knows why they called it a star. Her name is Chaos, it's the greatest name in the world I know.
Here comes Marcus, to light up my day. We are not boyfriend and girlfriend more like best friend and best friend.
"Ello, Tegan!' He says in his cheerful voice.
"Ello, Marcus! How are you today?" in more of an English accent than him.
"How in the world do you do that," Marcus spoke as if he had never heard me talk like that before.
"Umm. . I told you already I watch a lot of British TV or Tele as they call it," I responded with a hint of sarcasm.
"I'm hungry," I really am I had 3 bowls of cereal and I'm STILL hungry at 10:30.
I ate with Marcus and a couple other friends and then off to Language. Ugh, now Marcus will get to say more shit about me being a flirt, really funny. So my language partner is Brain Black? I mean I'm sure he smells the horse off of my jacket, and ok I think he's funny but that doesn't really mean anything. Besides I think that anyone within a 20 feet radius can smell the horses. They probably think it smells bad but it is the best smell in the world. It's my true home, not where I live that’s would be a house, but a home. I love it there. I just can't wait 'til Friday . . oh wait that’s today!! Hurray!
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