CHPT 3

I felt so terrible after saying those words. Especially the part I called him, and indirectly, Troy too, gay.
They just stared at me for a long time and whispering something which was kinda annoying. They did not talk to me for days.. right, "Days".

You know this saying? "Forget the past and keep moving forward." Those saying was popular last time. So, as a good student I tried to found a new friend. This time, they will be a girl, straight.
But getting a new friends was really hard for me. Thanks to my Grandma's 65's bike and the "sound of music" thing, I got bullied oftenly. Day and Tee used to help me but sometimes, we got bullied together.
There was this girl, name Teshagina. Everyone knew her, the one and only mayor's child. She was so bling and glam and glossy and another bling.
We met by an odd introduce. Still in my goal to made a new girlfriend, I joined some of the school's club. Choir, not glee and Theater club.
There she was in the both of the club, Teshagina. Tesha for shorten.
"Hey girls from sound of music! I am Teshagina, call me Tesha or Tesh, anything you want! I know I am really glam and I have a lot of fans, but I admit, you are the best fans ever!"
"First, I'm single, not plural. Second, I am not from sound of music although I am kinda look like the oldest daughter there. Third I am not your fans.."
"Kay, whatever, I like you cause you following me join all of the club I'm in, let's take a shot!"
And my face looked like a crap. It was like beauty and the beast and It was one of the beginning to another mess.
I went to Suzie's Slurp cafe. No, not to having a cozy time with myself. Instead I was going to torture myself - internship.
Suzie's Slurp was the most famous cafe in my town and it always busy. It ever been in on  a tv show as the most busiest yet frightening cafe. Once I opened the door, there was Daisy, with her bright smile welcomed me.
"Good morning Miss. What can I help you?" hoping I will bought a lot of cakes.
"I want to take an internship."
Daisy's face turned flat and gothic?
"Euhm, go there."
She pointed at a door with a label "Office."
I opened up the door nervously. "Boom bada boom boom boom bass yeah yeah that's super bass."
I saw a mid age lady. She was so busy and has a beautiful struggling eyes. Why do I always look people's eye whenever I start meet them?
"Oh, hey there, what can I help you? If it is an ant in your coffee cup," she took a breath, " I as the owner of Suzie's Slurp deeply apologize for those ants our waitress and the cook and also your coffee We promise we won't do the same thing again thank you  now get out."
One breath, no comma, nice ending.
"Actually, I'm looking for an internship."
'Oh, alright, we need waitress, agree?"
"Yes Mrs.."
"Smith."
No, she wasn't Angelina Jolie. If she was, I would change the sentence into, "I'm looking for a movie that need a teenage actress."
And I'm in! Simple as that! $40 each day and $5 addition if I working late.
Daisy was my friend. Best friend, I mean.
She knew everything, I mean everything. Day and tee, mom and dad, Tony sparks and Tommy Hilfiger, and last but not least, grandma and 65's bike and sound of music.
She had the same experience like mine.
"Mid school huh? I was wearing the big glasses and a pink braces stuck in my teeth. I go there with an indie old van. You see, kinda odd. And once I opened the door, I just jumped in and said to the cheerleaders, "hey friends, let be friends, cause you know i am a good friends." Thanks to the barbie braces, everything  I said always ends with "s" and it was hard me to said "u". It will sounds like  "I''."
I was thinking about a word, which is duck.
I wonder if she was yelling "Oh there are ducks!" it will sounds like "Oh there are dicks!"
Wow.
Working in Suzie's Slurp for a day was tiring, like you were doing a homework for hours, no sit down but fortunately, it was fun! like the homework you were doing was English, which is easy.

"Miss Aqua,"  here she was, Mrs. Smith. "How old are you? You know it was illegal to occupied children underage, I'm just want to make sure."
"I am 17, I am short, I know but I am 17."
She left with a suspicious smile.
"You are such a bad girl, Aqua!" whispered Daisy.

Well, I am.

CHPT 2

I spent the first month in the middle school with Troy and Day. Troy was like Taylor Lautner and Day was like Edward Cullen, happy version.
Me? Still Brianna.

One day, my mom was sick and the entire house was collapsed. You know, mom was like the basic of tall building, if the base was collapsed, the entire floor will fall down.
She felt cold, she said. But she was warm, very warm.
My grandma sleep over in my house to take care of her, and us. It was a normal tragedy for families out there, but not this time.
At the moment, oil price is rising. Means, everything will cost more. My mom's bakery was not really provitable that month, so we really are collapsed.

"Brianne, how was your new school?" My mom asked. It was the first question about my new school after all these days. No doubt, she is a busy bee.
"Good, I made a couple of friends."
"No crush?" My mom winked
"No mom!! No way, I just went there for a month!" I blushed.
"Yeah, if you have one, tell me. It's been so long we haven't do the girls talk, Brianne."
"Sure!"
Ah, how I love my mom.

My mom used to be a new yorkers. Before she moved into this small town and met dad, she had a beautiful life. You know, nice career, nice apartment, nice clothes every where and they were branded! Gucci, Chanel, Zara, Versace, Louis Vuitton and my favourite, Prada.
But one night, she went on a party with her friends and she met dad. Dad was not a new yorkers, he was like a country boy. That is why mom left new york and as a decision of them, they moved here, Louissiana.
I don't know how to spell it well by the way.

Right, now that we out of money, I was totally stressed. I lost weight, which was good but I became pale like ghost. My best friends, Tee and Day was freaking like my second mother.
"You need to eat, Bee, you really are. Look at you! You look like a witch!" Said Troy.
"Kay, that's kinda hurt but I can accept that."
"What happen, bee? Talk to us, we are best friend right?" Oh how sweet was my Troy.
Day looked sick of me because I never talked to him why I could be that horribly thin and I never listened to his advise to eat more. I could not eat more. That time, my head told me that if I ate more, it will made my family more poor. 
Day really know girls, I mean what make them happy and what make them sad and mad. So here his quote,
"Brianna Aqua, you really really UGLY this time, you look like A CRAP and for God sake I HATE YOU BEING LIKE THIS so open your  DAMN DRY, HUNGRY, AND PALE lips and talk us!"
And I replied even worse.
"David Mclinson, you really really GAY that your eyes were blind because of those TIGHT PINK PANTS you both always wear and you even do not notice  HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT YOU!!!!!!!"
Total silent.
"Oh man oh man oh man oh man I terribly sorry, I was frustrated oh God, I did not mean to say those words for you Day!!"
But he left, with Troy, with those eyes - the 'I am sick of you' eyes and he left me.

That was the first 2nd month of my mid school. Total mess isn't it? Need money, besties were gone and I was all alone.

CHPT 1

My mom was always wake up early even before the sun was rise. When the sky still dark, she lighted up the kitchen and although the air was chill, she warmed the bread.
By the time we, dad, the twins, and me woke up and rushed through the house (not for dad.) Mom had gone to her office, her bakery.
Mom's bakery was famous but not salable. That was the major problem in our life.
Dad lost his job and tried to found one but, he took too long.  He finally got one when I was in high school.
The twins, Tommy and Tony are charming monster, I know.
When I was in middle school, they were in kindergarten. Everyday, they kept arguing why one of them was following them. Like, Tommy scream to Tony "Why are you following me to have a blue eyes?", then Tony will shouted back, "Then, why you have a same face like mine? Copycat!".
They couldn't accepted the fact that they were twin.
The first day of middle school, my mom couldn't took me to the school together. My dad was also  couldn't. But, the twins hold my hands and I look at their blue eyes, and they said "Lets go, sis."
I said to myself, this twin is a miracle! They want to go to the mid school with me even though they didn't know what mid school means, but who cares?
I hold them back and replied, "Yes, we got to do this."
I really believed that they were a miracle twins. You see, once they were born, my grandpa can walk without his wheelchair anymore! (Well, at last, he admit he did that in purpose we will never understand) Then, when they start to met new friends in nursery, I got an A in my math test! I never get an A in any subject before or after they in.
Last, when they spoke their first word, which is my name, "B!" they shouted, mom has her very own bakery, "Puff and Crust Bakery." I named it, by the way. But unfortunately, dad lost his job.
It is only 3 miracles  but, they just breath for 4 years! It counted as worth it.
I remembered clearly (cause this was the major factor that affected me in mid school), my grandma came with her 65's bike.
"Honey boo boo child! Come on sweetheart, we go to the middle school where love is in the air and friendship is so beautiful!!!"
As you can imagine,  I hop up cause I cannot deny,
There were white lily and sun flower in her bike's basket. It was just like I was on "sounds of the music" movie. Tommy and Tony singing with my grandma and I was just sitting there.
Once I arrived at the school yard, everyone was looking at me weirdly, and yeah, mid school is a soft world of high school.
"Inspired by "sounds of the music" or "high school musical", huh?" Teased Eddie, the football captain that have a lot of girlfriends.
I don't play words, you know, even though now I'm in high school, replying a teased like that it is a fear factor for me.
"Go play with your junks, playboy!" David defended me.
And he was gone.
David was my first friend. Honestly, I was hoping I will get a girlfriend that we can chat together, gossiping, cooking together and many girl's stuffs. But, I regret I was hoping like that.
"David, what about you?" Oh, I forgot, he is British, his accent!!!!!
My walkable - without - wheelchair grandpa was born and spend half of his life in Britain , so I can do well in speaking British.
"Brianna, thank you for your help." I replied, in his accent.
"Sweet potato! Where are you came from? London?" His ocean blue sky eye widen.
"Here, actually." I disappointed him.
"Ah, you shocked me, B, you speak British so well."
"My granpa is a British, Day."
"Can I call you B? I mean, not the shorten words of bit-"
I cut his word.
"As long I can call you Day, it is alright."
That was the most beautiful words I ever made! I really proud of that until now.
That was the most precious memories in the first day of my middle school, after all of the sound of the music things.
I opened up the door, and Day proudly became my tour guide. Lucky for me, he was in the same classroom like mine.
The girls were between kids and teens and also the boys.
Just like every time  we did something new, we hope everything will turns out better than before and naturally, our mood is boosted.
I was really glad I met David, he is pretty charming and kinda fashionable, oh! his accent!
Honestly, I almost made him as my crush, but things happen unexpectedly, right?
We were down to the corridor and chatting all the way, and we passed a new boy, I think, he looked so confused.
We both looked him in the eye,and that tan and black - haired boy looked me in the eye, he has a green fresh eye! Then, he looked Day in the eye longer, for about 30 sec I think, and he walked toward us.
"Hi guys, I'm Troy," HE IS A BRITISH!
"I'm from London and yeah, I'm new here." HE'S FROM LONDON!
My eyes widen, Day was chocked.
"Do you know where is 7 - C class is?" HE IS IN THE CLASS NEXT DOOR!
"Yes, It is in the second floor, once you see the first locker, go straight and the first door you see is 7-C."  Day explained, and Troy was shocked. He just found a pal. They could be found another 3 British guy and they could make One Direction.
Troy left, Day looked at me and said, "He is cute, isn't he?"
"Wait, what?"
See? Unexpected.

Prologue

For me, life is suck. Yes, I struggled a lot and don't get much.
The suckest point of my life is when I was in the middle school (it still continuing up until now, actually.). When they, the pre teens were getting know the inside of life and community, I hopped up and living as an adult.
Although I lived in United States, doesn't mean that I was a girl with a big wardrobe only for my shoes and another only for my pants.
My mom is my dad.
My dad is.... my dad.
Basically, mom is the one who raised us up till now. She works 25 hours per day, unlike me who hungry 25 hours per day.
I have a twin brother. Nope, not Phineas and Ferb and Hell no, I'm not Candice who yells "MOM!" every episode.
For 5 mouths to feed, I work as a waitress, sometimes cashier to help my mom. Thank God this states allow teenagers to have an internships.

Middle school reminds me of them, my 2 in 1 best friend -  the gay couple -  David and Troy.
You see, there was nothing wrong with them, they are kind, a good listener, loyal, and always spoke up for me whenever I get blamed for something didn't makes sense (Pre teens, hormones got crazy.). As a good friend, I also defend them every time they bullied by the football team.

This is my life I'm going to tell. Get ready, sit cozily, scroll smooothly and grab a cheese sticks!

Oh crap! Pordon me, My name is Brianna. Not Candice.

What the hell is this?

Okay, what the hell is the blog means? Selling cheese sticks?
Right, I mean no, there's no way I sell cheese sticks here.
This is just a story, just say that this blog is a novel I wrote. And the title is, "Like A cheese stick.."

Okay, that's it.
Still, I don't sell cheese stick