I walked slowly up the steps of Jackson High, paying absolutely NO attention to the people around me. My iPod was busy blasting music into my ears, One Direction's One Thing to be exact. I knew the lyrics by heart, so naturally I was mouthing along. Someone bumped into me, and I looked over my shoulder to glare at them. But instead of glaring, I rolled my eyes and huffed. "So, how's Princess doing this morning?" Sandy said, giving me a lopsided grin. His twin, Freddie, was standing next to him wearing the same exact grin. It's actually kind of creepy, how alike they look. I sighed, "ANDY is doing fine this morning. How about the Devil Twins? I trust they're doing fine?" They simultaniously laughed, Sandy tousling my hair. "See you later, Carrots." And just like that, they were gone, melted into the crowd of sleep-deprived teenagers.
I made my way to my locker, nearly colliding with several people on my way. To the rest of the highschool I'm unimportant, a nerd, a geek. My only friends are the mischeif makers and my fellow geeks. Mandy Corvoe, THE shyest girl in the world, was standing in front of my locker with her books clutched to her chest and a nervous expression on her face. "Hey there, Mandy! What's up?" I said cheerfully, dropping my Messenger Bag onto the floor as I scootched past her and opened the lock combination. Mandy managed a small smile. "I wanted to know if you'd like to come over to my house tonight. I already asked the twins and Ellie, and all three of them said yes." I looked over my shoulder at Mandy, grinning. "Dude, have I EVER missed one of our epic powwows?" Mandy squealed and said, "Great! Now I need to ask Jake, Morgan and Robbie..." And she scurried off, again adopting her slightly nervous expression.
The rest of my day passed rather uneventfully, which was really something since the twins usually interrupted the natural flow. Maybe they were saving all of their tricks for tonight, who knew? The boys could be rather-Unpredictable. When the End-Of-The-Day bell rang, I was one of the first students out of the classroom and into the halls. As usual I had my skateboard, so I didn't have to worry about missing the bus or anything. It's kind of nice when your house is only fifteen minutes away from your house, and your best friend's house just five minutes more. I clutched my Bag in my left hand, using my right to help steady myself. I've been skateboarding since I was fourteen, when I moved to the tiny town of Northwood Vermont and met the twins. They were the ones who gave me the skateboard, which they had dotted with bright pink girly stickers. I had smacked them both on the head, then hugged them. It took me a month to scrape those stupid stickers off, but at least my board doesn't look stupid now. Right?