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"Ok Paige, so what is...Ah I know! What's the spanish word for Milk?" Senorita M's tinkling voice rang in my ears. "Uhm, el leche?" Paige, one of my best buds; answered. "Good! Now-Jim!" She seemed to be preoccupied with Jim trying stunts on his wheelchair (due to a football accident, of course.) and too busy to notice me drawing a picture of a girl and a guy. He ripping the heart out of the poor girl. Paige leans over to look. "Oh man, Lindsay! Thats sooo good!!" She looks at awe at the picture. I don't see anything all that great. Just a gory mess..."Thanks, but its not really all that good..." I tell her. And yes, its the truth. There are way more talented artists out there than me. I'm just the chicken poo of the big coop. Or...Maybe lower? She gives me a glance. "Seriously Linds, this is awesome! Ryan, don't you agree?" She shows it to another one of my friends, who is erm...Height challanged? Ok, hes short. He glances from laughing at Jim's antics to Paige. "******** yeah." He says and soon turns back to Jim trying to pop a wheelie with his wheelchair. Paige soon follows his eyes to him. She puts down the paper with sudden disintrest and starts to look at Jim's antics with longing eyes. Yes, she has a crush on this class clown. But I can't blame her, he is a looker. But...I knew how she felt. I went back to drawing. The heart that the boy held in his hands in my picture needed more vains.

"Test tommorrow." Dad slaps down my study guide for history. "Do you know who Santa Anna is?" I looked up from doing my english homework to stare dad square in the face. "Santa Anna was...The president of Spain?" His face doesn't change. "No. He was the president of Mexico. And what kind of leader was he?" He pulled up a chair to sit beside me. "Dad, I'm doing my homework..." I gave him a pained look, but he pushed on. "Tonight, you will study with me or your mother. At 8:00 sharp." He walked away. I gripped the pencil a had in my hands. "...********." I mumbled under my breath. If only I didn't have my father in the school...Or in my history class...! I finished my english paper and stuck it into my bag. Suddenly, I felt achy. Pain shot up through my stomache. I clutched my head and sighed. And mom wonders why I have pimple problems...

"MOM! WHAT THE HELL?!" My sister, Hayley's voice rang through my room and bounced back to my ears. This was normal. Hayley would complain about something that is usually her fault, and argue about it. The n Caitlyn, the eldest; will come out complaining of a headache. And then another argument would arrive, sending a screaming fest echo through the house. I turned up the volume on my computer, with the Naruto theme song belching from the speakers. "LINDSAY! TURN YOUR ANIME CRAP DOWN!" Caitlyn's nasal voice comes through the door. I turn it slightly down. Oh well, I'll just turn it up again.