~The Way You Just Are~ By Coolio101 (Chapter 5 added, 10-9-09)

[coolio101]

~THE WAY YOU JUST ARE~
This is approved - MissGnomie

~INTRO~

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Nicolette- You could just picture her having hazel eyes, dark brown hair, and a warm smile.
Nicolette and her mom were moving, and that means, a different school. Nicolette didn't have many friends at her last school, and, well, the school before that, and the school before that. Nicolette has moved MANY times. So many, that Nicolette got very sick of it. She knows her mom has to get moved to different locations for her job, but she just wants to stick to one place.
But she always has one thing there for her: a talent. Nicolette also has a very special talent- drums. Not a peaceful instrument, but it worked for her.

~CHAPTER ONE~

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Nicolette was running down the stairs with her backpack.
"Mom! Where's my Ipod?" I said.
"Right where you left it, in your room!"
"Are you sure? I just searched my whole room, and it's not there."
"Have you checked Colby's room?"
"That's it! Colby likes to take my stuff! Thanks mom!"
I ran back up the stairs, and went in the bedroom next to mine. The first prize room of the messiest rooms around.
When I ran into the room, I found Colby in his Star wars pajamas, listening to music on my teal Ipod. I quickly snatched it out of his hand, and walked out of the room. I heard Colby yell "Hey!", but it doesn't annoy me.
"Well, I found my Ipod." I said.
"Great, I'm going to go help Colby get ready. And make yourself some toast."
I sat down to eat my toast with syrup, trying not to make my clothes dirty for the first day of my new school- again. Mom came back downstairs.
"I see that you picked out an outfit for your first day of school." Mom said.
"Yep." I looked down at my aqua t-shirt, lined up with white, long jeans shorts. I then looked at the clock. It was 7:20. The bus comes at 7:25.
"I need to go, mom" I said. I ran to the door, and quickly put on my black converse.
"Have a good first day of school, okay?"
"Okay, I will. Bye!" And with that, I ran out the door.

~CHAPTER TWO~

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The bus was in front of my school. I was sitting by myself for the ride, as usual. I went off the bus. I saw that in the shining sunlight, the letters on the school said, "Gates Middle school", with people shoving to go in.
I finally got in the school after the long stampede that I was in. The school was well decorated for the first day- bulletin boards saying, "Welcome back, Tigers!" and posters of Football teams saying "Tigers". I think the school's mascot is probably a tiger.
I read the paper that my principal gave me, saying where my locker was, where all my classes are, and the map of the school. I read my locker number: 236.
It turns out that my locker is actually on the second level of the school- it took me some confusion to figure out where it was. I opened my locker door. A dull, empty, boring locker. I guess I could decorate it one day. I closed my locker door, and saw a girl with short blond hair, who looked like she was in the same grade as me. She was looking in her locker, which was full with pictures and funky decorations. She looked at me.
"Hello!" the girl said.
"Oh, hi." I said.
"You must be new here. I'm Eliza."
"I'm Nicolette." Eliza snatched the paper of school information out of my hand.
"Oh, good! We're in the next class together!" she said. I smiled at what she said.
I then saw a clique of girls together. Girls with long, wavy hair, having those big brand name clothes, like Hollister, Aeropostale, and American Eagle.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"Oh, they're the populars. It's my dream to be in their group." Eliza said, as she glared at them, pretending to be in a dream. I snapped my fingers, and she came on back to Earth.
"Don't you have a better dream, than just to be popular?"
"Of course not! Mostly every girl at the school except for the populars are a wannabe." she said. I found it very interesting that people think it matters.
As the time passed, we both headed off to our History class.

~CHAPTER THREE~

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"Quiet down! This is a classroom, not a gymnasium!" the teacher said. "Now, we have a new student today. Nicolette, please stand up and show everybody who you are."
I stood up in front of about thirty people. It felt a little odd, not having the people from my regular history class at my old school.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. Eliza passed a lime green sticky-note to me, saying, "Meet me at 12:30, at lunch!"
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The rest of the hour went fine, in my opinion. As I was walking down the hall to lunch, I remembered the note. I looked at my watch. It was 12:28. I hurried down the hall, to the cafeteria where Eliza was waiting for me.
"What took you so long?" Eliza said.
"Long? I'm on time!" I said, as I showed her my watch.
"Well, forget about that! We need to get a spot in the lunch line before it gets too long!"
I turned my head and looked over at the line. It looked like we were going to be the last ones. We both looked over at the school lunch food. We both did a gag at the brussel sprouts. I decided to break the ice here.
"You know, I'm not very hungry!" I said, as I kept looking at the food.
"Me neither. . . . ." Eliza said.
I looked outside as people were just meeting up with groups of friends and talking.
"Hey, you want to go outside?" I said.
"Sure."
We both walked out the red metal door.

~CHAPTER FOUR~

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I saw the clique again. Laughing, talking, whispering. I wondered what they were talking about.
"Um.... I'm going to go to the bathroom," said Eliza. She jogged back inside, leaving me all alone.
The next thing I knew, people were coming toward me. When I said people, I meant, the clique.
"So, you must be Nicolette," said the girl with the blond, wavy hair that feel down like a brilliant waterfall.
"Yep..." I said.
"You know, you shouldn't be friends with Eliza. She's just a wannabe," said the girl with the pin-strait, black hair.
"Let me talk, Claire, we went over this about a million times!" said the blondie, "I'm Savannah, and this is Claire and Amanda. If you didn't know, we're the popular group in Gates."
I guess Amanda was the girl with the pin-straight red hair.
"Oh, um... well, hi, I guess," I said.
"You know, if you're careful, you may become one of us, and you wouldn't have to be friends with Eliza." said Savannah, and then she lead the group back inside.
"Bye," said Amanda.
Everyone was going in now, and while I was making my way in with the crowd, I thought about what Savannah said to me.

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That very night, I was doing my boring chemistry homework, the dreaded "H" word. As I was think about a question, my phone rang, the song "Live Your Life" filling up the whole room with music. I quickly got my phone and answered it.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hi, it's me, Savannah," said Savannah.
"Um, how did you find out my phone number?" I said.
"Oh, that was too easy! Just look in the school directory!" said Savannah.
"OK, good to know..."
"You know, I was think about what I said to you too. I was thinking... would you like to be in our group?"
"Me?"
"Yes, you!"
"Sure! I said, "I mean, sure, I guess."
Savannah laughed.
"OK, I will tell the girls! See you at school tomorrow!"
Just as I was about to hang up, Savannah said one more thing.
"Oh, and in case you didn't know, the whole group is going to wear skinny jeans and the yellow jacket from aeropostale tomorrow. And there are some rules for being in our group, which I will explain to you tomorrow. TTYL!" Savannah hung up.
Rules? A mini "dress code"? Well, I just have to make sure they don't find out my drumming secret. I started to finish my homework, so I could buy those new clothes for the "dress code" later on.

~CHAPTER FIVE~
NOTE! This chapter is in Savannah's point of view!

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"Hey, isn't this Nicolette's house?" said Amanda.
"Yeah, I think this is!" said Claire.
"Of course it is, smarties!" I said. Don't they know anything?!
Claire, Amanda and I were biking in my neighborhood.
"Follow me, let's go see if Nicolette has her clothes for tomorrow!" I said, making my way up on Nicolette's driveway.
"Wait, so why are we biking around?" said Claire, as we were all getting off our bikes.
"I told you, I got a new helmet, and I wanted to show it off!" I said as I exhaled.
"I thought you said it was for good exercise...." said Amanda.
"Um...... well it is, but I made up another reason!" I said.
"Oh, I get it," said Claire.
Claire and Amanda aren't the sharpest tool in the shed. I can lie about anything when I'm around them.
We headed up, and I rang the doorbell. I heard someone's footsteps. The next thing I knew, a little boy about the age of eight opened the door.
"Hey, could you hurry it up here, I'm trying to play my new Star Wars game!" said the boy.
I made an odd face when he said that. I heard someone else's footsteps. At that moment, a person that was probably Nicolette's mom came to the door.
"Colby, what did you say! You step away from that door, and go finish your homework before you play your game!" said Nicolette's mom. When "Colby" went upstairs to go finish his homework, Nicolette's mom smiled at us.
"You must be Nicolette's friends! I never thought Nicolette would make friends this quickly! At her last school, it took her a month to make one friend. Well, what are you waiting for, come right on in!" she said.
"So, where's Nicolette?" I asked, as we came in the house, which was still full of boxes.
"Oh, she's just practicing her drumming. She'll probably be done in around five minutes. In the mean while, I made some brownies, do you want any?" she said.
"Um, no thanks, we don't like things with too much sugar in them. We think that it's very unhealthy...." I said, when I sounded out the word unhealthy.
"Oh, well, OK. Do you want any-"
"Oh, look at that, we have to go." I said, as I looked at the clock. I went out the door, leading Amanda and Claire out the door too.
We put on our helmets, and started to go back to my house.
"Why did we leave? I wanted some brownies......." said Amanda.
"They are very unhealthy, and clearly, Nicolette's mom just doesn't know that. And by the way, i wanted to tell you something."
"What?" said Claire and Amanda together.
"I want to tell you that we are going to spread that Nicolette plays the drums, and that Nicolette is going emo." I said.
"How is that a bad thing?" said Claire.
"Because everyone knows that drums are obviously a boy instrument." I said.
As we biked down to my house together with me leading, we continued to talk about what was going to happen tomorrow.

I will finish writing another chapter tomorrow. In the mean time, think about what will happen next, and make a prediction about where it will lead to. If you have any question about the story, PM or VM me!

[WebkinzLuvr6]

Good story so far. I'm a ****** for a good middle school dramz story.

[coolio101]

Thanks for commenting! It means a lot to me!

[Icetail]

Good story!

[Jenbug12]

Great story!!! Write more!!!!

[coolio101]

Aw, thanks for all the comments! I enjoy reading them!

[Jenbug12]

Awesome new chapter!!! Write more!!!!