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Malia Chandler

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a character in “The Cliques In High School”, as played by TvAddict13


"I love the person that I am because I fought to become her." -Malia Chandler

The Basic Stuff

"Let's get started here. First off my name is Malia. Full name Malia Chandler. No middle name just the first and the last."
Malia Chandler

"I meant not have a middle name but I do have to nicknames. Neither are very original, anyways, people tend to call me by either Mia or Lea. I don't really have a preference between the two so feel free to call me which ever you like. I mean if you don't want to just address me by Malia."
Mia or Lea

"As of right now am sixteen. I'll be turning seventeen on twenty-fifth of october. With one more month to go you know am crazy excited."

Zodiac Sign
"I was born on the twenty-fifth of october so that would make me a scorpio. No, I do not believe in those damn horoscopes. Yes, I am guilty of checking mine .. occasionally. Don't judge me."

"Growing up in a male dominated house you couldn't tell me that I wasn't one the guys. However, this thing called puberty hit and I got boobs and after that I could no longer deny it. So, yeah, to my own disappointment it would seem I am a girl."

"One year closer to graduation. From what my big brother tells me it's your junior year that flies by the fastest. Am interested to see if that's really true."

"I am what you would call a multiracial being. I have so many different ethnicities in me that I can't even keep up them all. So I just tell people when they ask that am Filipino and Mexican. Although there are definitely a more races mixed into the pot."
Filipino, Mexican, German, Irish, Spanish, Native American

Sexual Orientation
"I'm bisexual, I guess. I mean, that's sort of neither here nor there but it's pretty obvious, I imagine. So yeah."

The Glamour

Height: 168 cm or 5 feet 6 inches

Weight: 54 kg or 119 lbs

Body Shape: Hourglass

Figure Size/Body Measurement: 35-25-35 inches

Hip Size: 35 inches

Waist Size: 25 inches

Breast Size/Bra Size: 35C

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Dress Size: 6

Feet/Shoe Size: 6

Overall Appearance
"How would I describe myself looks wise? Your just setting people up to sound conceited. Well sticking to the facts so that I don't sound like a superficial bitch, according to my last doctor visit am 5'6 and a hundred and nineteen pounds. You would think a girl of my weight be a smaller size but that is so not the case. I wear a size six both in clothing and in footwear. Me being a cheerleader and all people provide think I think am the shit and there isn't thing I would change about me but, as most tend to forget am a girl. All girls have things they would like to change about themselves. Hell am sure guys do to they just hide their insecurities a whole lot better than us girls do. Anyways in my perfect world I have the beautiful body of a size zero model. And that body will be staying in my dream world as my love of food would never allow me to have such a frame. Whatever, onto something that isn't my body. As you can tell I am no longer rocking my natural hair color. It's not my first time dying my hair but it is my first time dying my whole head. I've done like streaks and the tips in the past but for this year I decided to be bold and just go for it. So I dyed my hair honey blonde, so far am loving it and I'll probably keep this year hair until senior year. Just because am liking it that much. My eyes are a dark brown. Pretty ordinary but I'll have to keep them this way as I can't wear contacts. Didn't work out I tried. I have several tattoos on my body. The first one I ever got is my "Never look back" tattoo on the nape of my neck. My second tattoo is still not completely finished but it by far my favorite. The third on is on left wrist and its of a cross. Fourth would be my roman numerical tattoo of the number 7 on my left wrist. The last one to date would be my infinite symbol tattooed on the side of my pointer finger on my left hand. So, yeah I think that's everything."

Personal Style
What is my personal style? That is a great question. In all honesty my style kind of varies all over the place. I mean I love fashion and I love clothes and shoes and just all of it. So I pretty much just wear anything I like. Or that I see on sale. I've worn all kinds of different looks. I've done like the nerdy look and the skater look and my style is just all over the map. I like to accessorize with my outfits by wearing different bags and jewelry but your not always gonna find me in that stuff. I mean obviously if am going on a run or to a gym am just an a tank wearing a pair of sweats and some running shoes. No makeup, jewelry or anything like that. Going to school it all depends on how I wake up. Somedays I just have the energy to spend all that extra time doing makeup and trying to find the perfect earring to go with my shoes and stuff. When it's time to party that is when you will find me the most glammed out."

What Makes Me, Me?

Mexican Food: "You know how they say there's nothing better than mom's cooking. Well when it comes to my madre's cooking. Her best cuisine is mexican cuisine and if it wasn't for cheerleading I'd be a really round oompa loompa."

Cheerleading: "I love being a cheerleader. I love cheerleading. I love being apart of something that bigger than just me. I consider everyone apart of the squad to be like a sort of extend family. I may between prep rallies, games, practices and everything else we do it's hard not to see these girls as family giving how much time I spend with them."

Performing: "Am not sure if this is something I plan on making a career out of but I do love performing. I wrote I few things and have performed at the talent shows and stuff but nothing major. I just like the feeling of being on stage and nothing else like it."

Shopping: "It's a total girly thing to say but I am not ashamed to admit. Give me a credit card and sale and I am in heaven. Until my padre get's the bill than there's a lot of screaming and how could you spend so much money on this stuff. I honesty don't get how my bills still surprise him."

Parties: I know that's a total your popular thing to say but I like what I like and I like to party. Whether it be a chaperoned school dance, a wild out of control house party or a concert amongst hundreds and thousands of screaming fans. I love it and if I can make it I will be there.

Dogs: "I am not an animal lover but I am a dog lover. Cats are fucking bipolar, rabbits shit all over the place, hamsters become mice the second they hit the floor and than I want them dead and everything without fur am not going near. Screw dogs being man's best friend there my best friends."

Social Networking: "Facebook. Twitter. Instagram. I have an account on them all. Including youtube which I almost forgot to mention. You can't have a social life without having a social network nowadays."

Weekends: "The best days out of the week are without doubt are Saturday and Sunday. On fridays I get all my homework done so I can turn up on saturdays. You party hard on saturdays and recuperate on sundays, that way you can make through the day of hell, which is of course monday."

Depressing People: "I understand people having bad days I mean I go through those myself. But everyday can't be a bad day. It's like just cheer the hell up and put a smile on your damn face."

Sushi: "I've tried it and it was disgusting. Since then my friends have tried to get me to try it again and every time I refuse. I'll leave the sushi with the Japanese."

Beer: "You find it at every party so of course I had to try it. And it's right up there with the sushi. I will never drink it again. Well unless am already drunk and it's the only thing available."

Needles: "I've hated them since I was little and I always will. What's worst is that ever time I go to the doctor for a simple check-up there always seems to be a new shot that I need to get. Like really doctor?!"

Dieting: "I can never stick to them so as far as am concerned they all suck. Don't be surprised if we have a high school reunion like fifteen years from now and am unrecognizable because I put on like two hundred pounds."

Cigarettes: "I've never gotta the appeal and those anti-smoking commercials just keep getting more and more disturbing. I am willing to try a lot of things but cigarettes aren't one of them."

The Notebook: "I realize that every other girl I've ever met seems to be in love with the movie but I just can't get into it. I have never made it through the entire movie. It's just not my movie."

Nonchalant People: "I cannot stand people who are nonchalant all the freaking time. Like what are you a damn robot? Show some emotion for crying out loud."

Haters: "People seem to automatically dislike me just because am a cheerleader. Thinking of the stereotypical cheerleader they don't like who they think I am and automatically just hate on me. I don't really care what people think but I do find it to be crazy annoying."

Bugs: "Bugs. Insects. Whatever you want to call them, I hate them. I hate them all. Bees, crickets, spiders, the ones that I don't even know what the hell they are. Bugs are just a no go for me."


"What are three things that scare the hell out of me? Well clowns are one for sure. My child is never having a clown at there birthday party. Things are creepy as hell. Forgetting is something that scares me as well. Not like something slipping my mind forgetting but like getting dementia and forgetting huge pieces of my life and not even realizing that I've forgotten it. One of my biggest fears in peaking in high school. I mean I always hear stories about of great things were for people like me in high school but after they left these halls it was all just downhill from there. I don't know who I want to be or what I want to do for the rest of my life and that scares me because it makes me think that I'll end up being or doing nothing with my life."


"I've realized that I run my fingers through my hair a lot for no reason at all. I guess I just like the feeling of my own hair. I crack my knuckles before every routine whether it's just at practice or during the games. Honestly I find this habit to be really annoying cause I hate the sound cracking knuckles make but I just can't stop myself from doing it. My leg jiggles up and down when I get nervous or anxious."


"Who am I as a person? Wow you guys have got a lot of questions. Well, like I said before am a sagittarius, and while I might not believe in the horoscope aspect of it all my personality kind of matches up with my zodiac sign in the matter of personality. According to this website I went on like a week ago out of boredom it said that some stuff about what my personality should be and some things I had to admit to being. Like for one I am a very straightforward person. My parents get on me about it all the time because they feel sometimes I should filter myself but I just don't wanna lie. And for me that's what sugar coding and not being totally honest is. Well the website also said a negative trait for a sagittarius is tactlessness, which I guess is what I can be at times. Am not gonna apologize for it thought. I wouldn't say I'm really philosophical but I would call myself an intellectual. I mean am no nerd or anything like that but am not a dumb blonde. Although I guess I now do classify as a bottled blonde.

Optimistic, adventurous and generous are all things that I would say are me. I not like the adventurous going bungee jumping or sky diving or anything like that sort of adventurous because I don't wanna die any time soon. But I do like do the safe adventurous things. Like I enjoy going paint balling or out to laser tag. I guess am not so much adventurous as I am just outgoing. I would rather be out and about doing something with someone than just sitting at home. I would like to think of myself as a generous person. I mean the squad as a whole are always doing these charity events and raising money for this and that. I know that am privilege than most and something like a hundred bucks may not be a big deal to mean a great deal to some else. So I just appreciate what I have and share what I can with others. A lot of my friends find my optimism to be somewhat annoying but I don't care. There's a silver lining and everything and I rather pay attention to the good than dwell on the bad.

Am not gonna lie I can be very superficial and conceited. I take pride in my appearance and I just like to look good and I don't need anyone to validate when I look good because I know I look good. Not to say that I dismiss a compliment when someone throws one at me because I don't. I'm just not the kind of girl you can get down by calling ugly or things of that nature because I know am not and your a hater. I also known a have a problem with waiting for things. I've burnt my mouth a lot of times because I couldn't wait for food to cool down. Patience just isn't my strong suit. At the end of the day am just as much human as everyone else. Am not perfect I will never pretend to be. Am just me. If you like me I love you and if you don't than what do I care. Your disliking of me isn't gonna make whatever you wish would happen to me happen. Your irrelevant to my life.

The Fabulous Life of Me

"Well generally speaking I come from a big family. I have a bunch of cousins, aunts, uncles and both my grandparents on both sides of the family are still living and breathing. Just talking about those who live in my house. You've got my parents, my brother Andrew who's eighteen and away at college, my little brother Justin who's eleven and starting middle school and myself.

"Am a cheerleader."

My Life
"According to my mother she went through like nineteen somewhat hours of labor to bring me into this world. Which I appreciate immensely. I wasn't the first child my parents had nor was I the last but I am the only girl. Andrew is the first born, am the only girl and Justin is the baby. That is how we define each other and god forbid my parents pop out another child and screw up this order they will have hell to pay for it. Me and my eldest brother being so close an age grew up being extremely close to one another. I feel like the fact that we never went through that stage of sibling rivalry means that my parents were really great to both of us. They never made either of us feel excluded or neglected and the did a great job of teaching us about morals and values. I thank my parents for not being like how some of my friends parents are and not letting nannies raise us or just not giving a damn what we did and throwing money at us. My relationships are ranked high up there on my priorities list and when I say relationships and not just talking about significant others. I talking my relationship with my family and my friends and of course lovers included.

Am very aware that the life that I live is a privilege one that many would consider themselves lucky to have. I don't really understand just what it is that my father does but he works from home and whatever he does he makes good money doing it. My mother is a caterer to the stars and is always preparing food for banquets and stuff like that. She only been in the business for about three years now. It took us forever to convince her that we wouldn't die without her being around every minute of every day. Am happy she working now and has something outside of us kids giving her life meaning.

I've never been the type of person to have issues making friends in school. I was a cheerleader long before high school and I guess am really use to just being apart of groups and around people. It wasn't until I got to high school that I felt this pressure of cliques. I mean in elementary school there was no such thing as cliques. You were just cool with whoever you were cool with. No one cared. Than in middle school I could kind of see the cliques forming but I managed to be a drifter of sorts although the popular crowd was always were I felt the most comfortable. Now being in high school talking to anyone who isn't a cheerleader, jock or prep is risking social suicide. It sucks but that's high school for you."

The Little Things


Theme Song
"I'll probably loose a lot of cool points for this because it's a nickelodeon song but I feel like Keke Palmer's Stand Out that she sung in that movie Rags describe me and how I feel kind of perfectly. It's one of those guilty pleasure songs. One that you enjoy when your along but the song your friends show up you've never heard of it."

Even thought I would always rather be out with friends I have to admit that my house is pretty epic. I've lived in it my entire life and I am still in love with it. The house has twelve bedrooms, nineteen bathrooms, a private movie theatre, three bars, a full spa and fitness center plus a indoor basketball court with 19 foot ceilings. When I invite the jocks and other cheerleaders over the boys usually head straight for the gym and the girls spend all there time in the spa. With three always fully stocked bars the second my parents leave the house my place is like party central.

I just recently got my license like a month ago and as of right now am driving my brother's old 2012 Mercedes E350 Cabriolet as a practice car. I wasn't really happy to be getting a hammy down car after receiving my license but my father promised me if I can stay accident free up until my birthday he'll like me pick out my own car. I personally love convertibles so driving my brother's old car it's so bad. Plus it's red which is my favorite color so am not gonna complain. It could be worst. I could have to be driven around by my family's driver. Which why I'll admit isn't as bad as having to say ride the bus, is surely not as great as being behind the wheel yourself."

Wallflowers Shall Unite

So begins...

Malia Chandler's Story


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"Come on up and at 'em!" The sound of her mother's voice broke the silence that had once filled the air. Malia never bothered with an alarm because her mother was her alarm. Every morning at six o'clock on the dot her mother would come into her room and do whatever it took to wake her sleeping child and make her get ready for school. Today would be no different than the others as her mother clapped her hands twice and Malia's room light came on. "Let's go guys! Malia. Austin. Madison. Come on, get up." The only response the woman got was the inaudible mumbles of her teenage daughter as the girl burrowed herself deeper underneath the covers. "Oh, no you don't!" she could hear the sound of her mother's flip-flops scurrying across the room as she came to the side of Malia's king-sized bed and yanked the bedding off the bed. "No momma! Why?!" Malila whined as her body immediately missed the warmth of her comforter. "School. Now." Her mother spoke as Malia propped herself up on her elbows as she let out a tired yawn. She watched as her mother snatch the blanket off of Austin who had slept on her bedroom floor. "If I don't hear showers running in five minutes I'll be back here with buckets of ice water. Don't test me." Malia let herself fall back into her bed as she eyed her mother as she left her room.

ImageLooking to her right Madison was still fast asleep beside her. Sliding off the bed she picked up the pillow she had slept on and began repeatedly hitting her friend with it. "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake Up!" She yelled until Madison had finally jolted awake. Turning to look at Austin who had just finished folding up his blanket she spoke, "Alright. Let's get these showers going because ya know my mom is not kidding when she says she'll be back her with ice water." This was the far from the rest time Austin or Madison had stayed over at her house. In fact the three teens often spent the night at one another's homes. Malia had known Madison since junior high. They had met when things were really getting heated in her parents' divorce and Madison had spent many nights at her place just to escape the drama. The two girls had met Austin during their freshman year on the football field. The girls had been trying out for cheerleading and Austin for football. Since then the three friends had been thick as thieves. So much so that they both had they're very own rooms at Malia's place, and she at theirs.

As Austin and Madison both got a move on Malia walked to the side of her room where her closet was located and opened the door to the walk-in-closet. Living in Cali wasn't like living in New York City where the weather was always consistently changing which was one of the many things she loved about California. On any given day she could wear a pair of shorts or a nice dress and she was fine. Today was one of those beautiful Cali days and she immediately found herself standing in the dress section of her closet. She sorted through her dresses until finally selecting the one she wanted to wear to school. Taking out her unworn Azzedine Alaia dress she paired it with her metallic gold cracked leather Laurence Dacade sandals. She was about to exit her closet when the word accessories popped into her mind. She really didn't feel like doing it all big and flashy with the accessories today but the outfit needed something. Selecting her Estelle Dévé rhodium plated textured raven wing bracelet that she had gotten on sale for ninety bucks.

Satisfied with her outfit of the day she exited closet re-entering her bedroom. Setting her sandals down at the foot of her bed she placed her dress and blanket on her bed. In the time it took her to pick out her clothes her bed had been made by one of the maids. By the time she got out her shower her dress would be taken, ironed and placed back on the bed. It took her about thirty to forty minutes to shower, get dressed, do her hair which she styled putting it into a bohemian side braid and do her makeup. Her makeup she had kept light today going for a more natural look. Grabbing her messenger book bag she headed downstairs to the kitchen were Austin and Madison were already eating breakfast. Felicia, one of the family cook's, placed a plate in her hands when she saw the second lady of the house enter the kitchen. "Gracias Felicia." She said taking the plate which held a ham and mozzarella cheese omelet with four pieces of lightly toasted buttered toast on it. "No hay problema, como siempre Ms.Chandler. Ahora siéntate y come antes de su tarde a la escuela." The woman shooed her to the table where her friends, little brother and mother sat.

She wasn't surprised to not see her father at the table with the family as he usually worked through the night and slept during the mornings and was awake by the time she got home from school. Small talk was made and before long it was time for everyone to head out for school. Seeing as her mother wasn't busy preparing for some event she would be taking Justin to school. Deciding to be green for a day Malia, Austin and Madison had decided on carpooling to school instead of driving their own individual cars. No surprise to her that it had always been decided that they would be taking her car and that she would drive. As meals were finished Malia kissed her mother and brother goodbye and hurried out the door with Austin and Madison in toe. It was about 7:15 when they left the house and with the way Malia drove they would be at the school by 7:30 possible 7:45 depending on traffic.


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Last Night

"There is no way in hell anyone outside this house is seeing me in this!" Madison said as she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror that hung on the back of her bedroom door. Turning to look at her father and his fiancee she looked at them in disbelief. "Are you kidding me?! This better be a joke. I thought models were suppose to have a sense of style but obviously I wa-." Her father stood up speaking as he did cutting her off mid-sentence. "Mads don't be rude!" He spoke with his stern tone that told her not to push her luck so she didn't. "I thought you'd like it. All the other bridesmaids loved the dresses." Madison gave a sarcastic chuckle as she looked herself up and down. "Madison!" Her father shouted her name as he saw her about to same something that they both knew was going to be anything but appropriate. Throwing up her hands in defeat she said nothing as she walked over to her bed and sat down crossing one leg over the other as she took her iphone in hand. "Well had you not been acting like a brat and gone to the dress fitting like I asked you to .." Madison tuned out her father's voice as he went on. She wanted no part of this damn wedding and she was done talking about it. He could make her go if he wanted to but not even God himself could make her wear this monstrous of a bridesmaid dress in public. She had a reputation to up hold and she wanted risk that for their "big day".

Her father and Carla were now talking amongst each other as they were trying to figure out what their next move would be now that Madison had made it clear she wasn't wearing the dress Carla along with her family and friends had picked out. Madison wasn't paying either of them any attention as she was engulfed with her phone. She had been texting Malia and was instantly happy after reading the girl's reply. Just the thought of ice cream had her craving a pint of Breyers Cookies & Cream With Oreo Ice Cream. "This has been fun and all but I've got plans so can you guys leave." Madison said as pointed to the door. "It's a school night." Her father said stating the obvious. "Relax. Am only going to Malia's house." She didn't wait around to see or hear if her father had anything to say to that as she walked into her attached closet. Changing out of the bridesmaid dress she threw on her grey and black adidas sweatsuit and a pair of adidas sneakers.

Grabbing the dress she walked out of the room to find her dad and Carla still in her room. She tossed the bundled up dress to her father, "I'll text you when I get there." She heard her father saying something to her as she brushed pass him and Carla but she was so done with it all that she didn't stick around to find out what it was he was saying. Getting in her car she drove the fifteen minute drive to Family Dollar where she stocked up on pints of ice cream making sure to get her favorite along with Malia's and Austin's who on her drive to the store Malia texted her and told her was over.

When she got to Malia's house it was close to seven and after texting her father that she had made it she turned off her cell and hung out with her friends. They had lounged in the kitchen eating the cartons of ice cream she had brought over until they were all gone than had a fun night playing games on the wii in Malia's room. Sometime around three in the morning the trio had crashed. She and Austin hadn't even made it to their rooms; Austin sleeping on the floor and Madison sleeping in the bed with Malia.


Morning had come to soon. One minute she sound asleep and the next she was beginning assaulted by Malia and her damn pillow."Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake Up!" She yelled until Madison finally sat up in the bed. Austin was already up and folding up his bedding as Madison yawned while attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes."Alright. Let's get these showers going because ya know my mom is not kidding when she says she'll be back her with ice water." Madison nodded tossing the comforter off her body as she stood up and stretched. The last thing she wanted was a ice bath and she knew Malia momma would gladly give anyone of the three teens one. Walking out of the room behind Austin she entered the room right across from Malila's.

Walking over to the dresser in the room she rummage through the different drawers until she found an outfit to wear. She loved the fact that she had not only her own room but her own wardrobe at Malila's and Austin place because she never had to pack anything and she went over to their places. She took out her Love Letter black perforated leather tank with the marijuana motif print and black crocodile embossed leather gym shorts to wear. Leaving her clothes on her bed for one of the servants to come by and take she went and got in the shower. When she got out she blow dried and straightened her hair and applied her makeup. Walking out of the bathroom she put on her clothes, sneakers and her snapback. She didn't care to go above and beyond with accessories today so she skipped it.

Walking down the stairs she headed to the kitchen where she found Austin sitting with the Malia's mother and brother already eating breakfast. The head cook Felicia handed her a plate of room as she entered the kitchen. Thanking her Madison said good morning to everyone as she sat down and joined them for breakfast. It wasn't long before Malia came downstairs and joined everyone else for breakfast. Madison didn't have a home cooked meals for breakfast often because avoid her dad and eating breakfast alone at an empty table wasn't appealing. So normally she got the little containers of fruit salad or some kind of fruit from the seven eleven by the school. Meals were finished one after another and after goodbyes were said Madison followed Malia out of the house. She grabbed her book bag out of the backseat of her car before climbing in the backseat of Malia's car. She was still tired so she let Austin ride shotgun as she used her bag as a pillow and caught some extra Zs in the back row of the car.

It wasn't long before she was being awoken again this time by Austin as they arrived at school. Sitting up the cheerleader yawned and once again wiped the sleep from her eyes as she got out of the car. "I hate school." She stated as she swung her bag strap over her head and let the bag fall at her side. Linking arms with Malia she laid her head on her shoulder as she pouted as she looked at Austin. "God I miss summer."


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At around six o'clock Austin got a text from Malia telling him to come over to her place. He hadn't been doing anything at the time so of course he went over. Madison arrived around close to seven with two plastic bags full of ice cream she got from Family Dollar. The had hung together in the kitchen eating like four pints of ice cream a piece. Which one of them came up the idea to play the wii after eating that much ice cream he couldn't tell you but with cheer and football season upon them they had to find some way to work off all that ice cream. They had played a bunch of different games; Wii Sports, Just Dance 2 and 4, Zumba Fitness: World Party and a several other ones before crashing in Malia's room.

He wasn't sure what time they had all gone to sleep but he was sure he hadn't slept for long enough before Malia's mom came into the room. He had tried to ignore the sound of her voice but when she ripped his blanket from him any chance he had of going back to sleep died. She dropped the blanket at his feet as she spoke of returning with ice water if the three teens didn't get up and start getting ready for school. Austin had had the privilege of being doused in ice water once by Malia's mother and that was not something he wanted to re-experience. Getting up off the floor he immediately cracked his back as he always did before folding up his blanket as Malia started plumping Madison with a pillow. He could help but laugh as Malia got the job done and woke Madison up. "Alright. Let's get these showers going because ya know my mom is not kidding when she says she'll be back her with ice water." Austin nodded in agreement, "Of course I know it. I've felt it."

As Malia went into her closet to find something to wear Austin and Madison went to their own rooms to do the same. Austin tore his room apart as he just couldn't seem to the find the perfect first day of school outfit. Standing in the middle of the floor wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, pair socks, a wrist band and a hat he covered his face with his hands as he was feeling to tired to function. Giving up for the time being he opted to take a shower first and find something to wear after. It took him about twenty minutes to shower, do his other hygienic things and style his hair the way he liked it. Walking out of the steamy bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist he felt refreshed and awake. His room had been cleaned while he had been in the bathroom which he was happy for.

Fully awake and alert now he found something to wear in minutes. Putting on a wife beater he put he shirt on over it. It was a nice day outside so instead of throwing on jeans he put on a pair of shorts and a pair of hi-tops. He was the first of the teens to make it downstairs for breakfast. He thanked the cook for his food and sat down at the table next to Malia's little brother Justin and her mother. Justin was one of Austin's biggest fans and all he could talk about was how pumped he was for the new school year. Not because he starting junior high or because he was going to be seeing his school friends again but because sport season was starting back up for Austin. With Malia being on the cheerleading squad her family came to the games to mostly support her but they also came for Madison and him as well. Due to his dad's work schedule he couldn't always be there but his mom and the Chandlers he could always find screaming in the stands.

Madison had made it down the stairs first entering the kitchen. She said pleasant good mornings to everyone in attendance to which Austin had replied with a good morning of his own. By the time Malia had joined them all downstairs Austin was done with his food and downing his glass of orange juice. Felicia cleaned his plate and glass from the table once he was done which he thanked her for. He spent the rest of breakfast time chatting it up with the others before it was time for the teens to get on the food for school. He said goodbye to the kitchen staff along with Malia's mother and brother before following the ladies out the door.

He hadn't bother bringing out his book bag as it was only the first day of school. Nothing major ever happened on the first day as it was usually filled with kids swapping classes because they had been put into the wrong classes, teacher introducing themselves and messing up kids names of the attendance and mainly student reuniting with others who they hadn't kept in touch with over the vacation. Madison was still in sleep mode as she crawled into the backseat and went back to sleep, which put Austin up front in the passenger seat.

Normally it would take a person about thirty minutes to get from Malia's house to the school in no traffic. However, with the way Malia drove they ended up at the school in half the time and thankful to still be alive. He loved her pieces but riding in the car with her was like playing russian roulette with your life. "Okay next time I'll drive." He said as Malia parked her car in the closet spot she could find to the main entrance. Reaching into the backseat he shook Madison waking her up as Malia turned off the car. "Wakey. Wakey. Time for school." When he heard her yawn he knew she was up and so he got out of the car. "I hate school." Madison stated as she got out of the car and put her bag on over her shoulder. "No, actually you love school. You just hate mornings.", he said moving a strand of hair out her face. As Malia walked over to the other side of the car where he stood with Madison the two cheerleaders linked arms as Madison rested her head on Malia's shoulder. "God I miss summer." Austin laughed at the pouty face she directed at him. "Spoken like a true teenager. Or any age student."

"Come on, let's get this day started." He said taking the lead as he walked towards the main school building. Pushing open the double doors he let the two girls walked in first before walking in behind them. The second the three popular teens entered the building their names were shouted from almost every direction. "I'll see you guys in first period." He spoke to Malia and Madison as his fellow jocks pulled him away to caught up and talk about everything that happened over the summer.


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Jim watched as students slowly filed their ways into the school. He sat on a bench in the main lobby drawing in one of his sketch books. He had already been at the school for a couple of hours thanks to his relationships with the staff. They let him in early. He always found it to be more peaceful and serene when nobody else was around. He was drawing a cartoon rendition of their principal Mr. Waterbury. He was focusing on certain qualities to Mr. Waterbury's character. Huge ears, big eyes always sweaty. These were of course exaggerated but that was part of the fun.
Losing track of time Jim looked up to see Malia Chandler, Austin Mcbrown, and Madison Ryan. He watched as Austin left the group to go to class. He knew the three of them but he wasn't best friends with any of them. He had been to a couple of parties that they were at.
He had watched guys throw themselves and turn into complete jack asses just to get a little recognition from these popular kids. James shrugged it off and closed his sketch book. It was time to go to class and he was already late. He smiled to them an slung his bag onto his shoulders. He then followed them down the hall as his class was in the same direction they were going. As he walked down the hall he noticed some of the artwork from last year was still hung up. Most of the stuff was his and he took pride in it. "Got one more year too fill these hall with art again. " He muttered to himself as he made his way to class.