shipwrecked with my best enemy

Chapter 1

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeb beeeeeeeeeeeeeeb beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee beeeeeeeeeeeeeb beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeb beeeeeeeeeeeeeb beeeeeee whack. My hand sneaks out from under the warm toasty covers hitting the top of my alarm clock fumbling blindly searching for the snooze button. I move about an inch every thirty seconds. Trying to get those last precious minuets of sleep before having to start the day. I push the blankets out of my face and try to wake up enough to sit up and wipe the thin stream of drool of my face. I rub my eyes getting rid of any eye boogers that might have formed during the night. I slip out of bed sluggish and droopy. I put my feet on to the cold carpet and scuttled to the bathroom across the hall feeling like I could sleep for ever and never wake up. I flip the light switch on lazily and in the mirror  I stare at a scary monster with wild untamed hair and bad breath. I brush my teeth with my eyes close still not fully awake. I take a nice warm shower that helps get my senses tingling and steams up the mirror. I grab the blue towel and towel dry my hair and comb through the brown tangled mess. I put my clothes on. It’s your everyday simple regular outfit. A pair of faded out jeans with a turquoise long sleeve shirt. I slip on a black head band, grab my backpack, a bagel and I am out the door trying to catch the bus while still trying to look cool. I wonder if that’s even possible for me. You see the problem with me is that I’m klutzy and forgetful but mostly I’m a klutz. I am your average seventh grader. I have brown straight hair soft pink lips light brown eyes and freckles. I hate my freckles. People always say to you
  “You have the cutest little freckles.” Yeah right. I have these stupid light brown freckles that dust across the bridge of my nose. Anyway I finally get to school .the bell rings soon after I arrive. I go up the same boring stairs and down the hall to my small red locker. I get my books and anything else I’ll need for my first class when my best friend Courtney comes up and leans against the locker next to mine.
“Did you see what the cheerleaders are wearing” she asks me. the cheerleaders as Courtney and I call them actually aren’t really  your typical cheerleader that cheers at football games but stuck up snobs that think they are all that because, well they are. Almost all the cutest guys in school are their boyfriends or were. They are the hottest chicks in the school. Their leader Amber is the smartest prettiest girl in the school acne free and is the girl every body wants to be. She has natural blond hair with lighter blond highlights nice natural pink full lips and a thin but not to thin body.
“Why what are they wearing today the latest hit design from brats r us” oh did I mention her family was like totally rich. Well she wasn’t exactly rich rich she just had a lot more money than the rest of us.
“She and her girls are wearing these skimpy black barely meets standards tight dresses with no bottoms. If they bend over you’ll see things that will give you night mares for a week.”
“I wonder how long they can go with out being caught, ha like that will ever happen” It always happened that the cheerleaders never got caught no matter what they did. And if you tried anything close to it you would be caught immediately. I guess that is just how the universe works. “Well we better get going you know how Mrs. Todesey will snap if you come in even a millisecond late”
         “Yeah I know what you mean see you later Nikki” Nikki is my nick name. My real name is Nicole but the only people that call me Nicole are the teachers that are stuck up and don’t care what you want to be called and my parents every once and a while when I get into big trouble. I go through my first three classes. Math, science and social studies with out to much homework. It is at lunch when things get a little more interesting.
I catch up with Courtney and we walk to lunch staying clear of the cheerleaders. We buy our lunch and sit at our favorite table. We always sit there it has a nice few of the cafeteria and an awesome view of the park across from the school. We watch the cheerleaders at their table in the middle of the cafeteria talking not really eating so they can keep skinny. Well all of them except for Amber who is eating a chocolate Twix bar. I guess that’s her way of showing off that she can eat chocolate and still have a hot body.
I ride the bus back home. Once I’m there I open the door and drop my heavy loaded backpack onto the floor. I grab a snack and get to work on a paper that I have to write for my teacher ms. Good day at least that’s what we call her. It is a joke because every day with Ms. Good day is a bad day. She is my social studies teacher. She gives out tough home work that makes you stay up for hours. She has never missed a single day of school which means not a single break from her with a sub. So there I am at 4:00 trying to write this four paged essay due tomorrow. No one else is home my mom and dad don’t get off of work until letter and my sister has volley ball practices after school so the house was nice and empty. Sadly I was having one of those days .you know the kind where you stare at three sentences for two hours which is exactly what I did. I had been home two whole hours and had only typed three sentences. So far what I had down was the following. The pilgrims were very special people. They came from all around the world. There are many things two learn about the fist pilgrims. Boy was I pathetic.” Oh well” I sighed to my self. I got up and went upstairs to my room to listen to some music thinking that it would help me get around this thinking road block.
I was listening to Pinks latest hit “so what” when I saw moms head lights flash through my window as she pulled into the garage. I turned of my music and went down stairs to greet my mom. When she walked she looked like she would collapse at anytime. It was already 7:00 and was getting dark outside.ussally my mom got home at 6:00.
“Hi mom what’s up are you ok, you don’t look to good”
“Oh I’m fine” says my mom. She looks exhausted and pleased at the same time
“I’ll be right back” I tell her and go to the fridge to get out a can of coca-cola. My moms’ job is to come up with the different types of music players. She came up with the original nano idea. She works for apple which means I could get lots of new cool hip stuff for like a dollar but sadly my mom thinks that might spoil me so I get squat. When I walk into the family room again like I predicted my mother is collapsed on the couch.
“Oh thank you so much sweetie, I really needed some of this”
“Your welcome mom so what’s up you look beat”
“I just wanted to get some things done that have been piling up” says my mom .That’s when my dad comes in with Samantha my little sister come in. She is the pretty girl in my family. With her but length blonde silky hair nice smooth face and no freckles. Samantha is smiling with this big grin on her face as if she were told that she was going to get a pony. My dad looks all mucho and tough like he is the best dad in the world.
“What’s going on why are you guys so happy” I ask them they all have this glow of happiness.
“Can I tell her now?” Sam asks my dad.
“Tell me what?” I ask with curiosity on my face. Sam just can’t hold it in any more and she blurts out something so squished together you can barely understand her.
“we      won!wewon!dadwonthetripgetreadytogo.bags.whyareyoustillstandingtherecomeon! “Wow Sam could you slow it down for all of us that can’t speak alien?” I asked her. She just shrieks and runs upstairs to do something. “So what’s going on?” I turn and ask my dad and mom.
“Your dad won a five day trip on a cruise ship for all four of us.” My mom says.
“That’s why you were trying to get all that work done? So you wouldn’t have to worry about it?” I jump for joy like an idiot just the way Sam had when she had first come in. “wow. That is the coolest thing well I guess I have to get all my work done.” I said and went up stairs in a shock it wasn’t always that you won a trip. I slumped down on the bed.