Okay first things first. Prologue time.
As we all should know, Scandinavia is that part of land north of Europe and west of Russia. It contains the three countries of Sweden, Finland, and Norway. So the Norwegians, Swedes, and Finnish can be classified as Scandinavians. Scandinavia is also known as home to the Vikings, the Norse, and-- what little people know-- the gorgeous. This story does not take place in Scandinavia, despite this, but rather in the U.S.A. Which, if some one doesn't say the initials, would be pronounced "you-sa". Also, despite the country the setting takes place in is not Scandinavia, one of the main characters is from that region of the world. He is not Norse, nor is he a viking, but he is gorgeous. He is also a werewolf, but we'll get to that later. One last note before I get to the actual story; there is a girl. The girl is the definition of average. One other thing we'll get to later is she's a vampire. Now that we've got a setting and some characters, let's end the Prologue. By the way, we'll get to the plotting later.
So. Now you have your prologue. Happy?
So you're now wondering 'Wait. She said Preps. PREPS. GR. PREPS SUCK. GR. WHERE'S THE PREPS?' Here's the preps:
Preps suck. I know, I know. Ms. Restate-the-obvious-much?! Well here's why.
First; where's their sense of reasoning? I dunno about your school but my 1st period teacher hates gum. He knows exactly who's chewing it too. You can't escape him. So there's this prep with gum. She doesn't wanna throw it out cause it's gum. So... She FLIPPIN' SWALLOWS IT. On one hand; you could just not chew the gum. On the other hand; you can throw it out and that be that. Or you can swallow it and mess up your digestive track. Hm... Decisions, decisions.
So as I was saying, the 1st teacher was really cracking down on gum. You got a lunch detention if you were caught. There's no way not to get caught. Two people got a lunch detention that day. That's just 1st period. I wonder about the rest. Then in Choir, a bunch of preps are in it cause it's choir. So. No talking right? She yelled at them. She would give them detention. They talked. She gave them Saturday school. They talked. She made them write 25 times a long sentence to make them shut up. THEY TALKED. See where I'm going? The perfectly quiet kids were also punished. Can't you just flippin' shut up? This made my two friends about to quit choir and my other friend to go all emo on us. *sighs* I mean C'MON. How dumb can you be? All you gotta do is look at the words on their shirt and the color of their hair and you can tell. Signs of a prep: gaudy makeup. Flat hair that's going to be ruined. (Seriously, if you straighten your hair THAT much, it totally ruins it.) And the French Air Mail Service. You don't get it? That's what Aeropostale is. French. Air. Service. Now let's get started on parents.
Every teen hates their parents, nothing new here. But. My mom went away for about two days. I realized my life was a lot less stressful without her. She didn't make me take a shower, she didn't make me put my clothes away, she didn't make me brush my teeth, she didn't make me eat. It was pretty cool. She comes back and it's just 'WHOA. Hold up a sec!' I'm completely cool with my dad though. Totally. And another thing about my mom... She tries to tell me what boy I should go after. In one hand is my current boyfriend who I've never met in my life. That doesn't stop me from being completely infactucated with him though. Then we have a guy I used to have a crush on who is moving soon. She says I should go for the one that's here while he's still here. Hello? I HAVE a boyfriend. One that I wouldn't trade for M & Ms, thank you very much. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's them. Or maybe it's Maybeline. I'm not sure. I don't care. I'd rather my life come to a screeching halt then go through all this crap. Some one please send me to the international dateline!!
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