The simple things that make life great, or not.

[MileyandAshleyfan4ever]

Ok, so this is my first fan fiction, and I don't know how long I'm going to stay with it. But I figured I could do one based on something that happened with me, and stuff. So, enjoy!


Katherine was as normal as life could be, was in Seventh Grade, had friends who she loved and hated her teenage mom who obligated her to do Spanish Classes. But when she meets Joseph, an older boy from her Spanish class, will she be the same?

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[huskerrich]

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[MileyandAshleyfan4ever]

I'll post chapter 1 tomorrow.

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[MileyandAshleyfan4ever]

Sorry I couldn't post this earlier, I got grounded for two days :P


Chapter 1


How it sucks to be in Seventh Grade! As long as it’s going these have been the worst years of my life. Last year I had tons of bad grades, teachers who hated me and lots of fights with my mom. And guess what? I’m going to have Spanish classes! My mom says I have to learn another language. But, Ewww...Did it have to be Spanish? Couldn’t it be a nicer one, like French? Anyway, if she thinks I’m going to take this course seriously, she’s an idiot. I hate Spanish! And all this is just because my grandma lives there. Come on! I’m only 13, but I know that the last place I would like to live is Spain! Why? I don’t know, I just don’t like them, they’re all snobby jerks, in my opinion. But I guess that if my opinion was important, I’d be rich. Oh, my mom is just calling me.
- Hey, Katherine! Put on a nice clothe, your course will start in thirty minutes, I’ll drive you there – Who does she think she is, to say that? Like I liked to be seen with her.
- Oh, mom, come on! – What could I do? Nothing! She loves to destroy my life!
- What? It’s your first class, you wouldn’t like to miss it, would you? – OMG! She still lives in the past. Every time it’s the First Day of School she says the same thing. Just because when I was seven, I overslept and missed school, so I started saying that I hated her, and that she was the worst mom ever. Since then, every year she acts like I was seven again. She can be so funny and stupid sometimes. Oh, this is weird, she’s staring at me.
- With you driving me there? No, thanks! And mom, for the fifth time: I’m not seven anymore! – Ha-ha, yes, all I wanted to say! Ok, maybe not everything, but at least a little...
- You don’t love me anymore? – Oh God, this is the funniest scene ever. She started to fake that she’s crying. Too bad she’s a horrible actress!
- How many times do I have to say, you’re a horrible actress! – Oops, I guess I shouldn’t have said that, she’s REALLY crying now.
- I hate you! – Omg! Did she just say what I thought I heard? She looks like a 15-year-old spoiled brat, and I’m her proud momma who gives her everything she wants. Better change the roles, quick!
- Come on, stop it! You’re not a drama queen! – She started crying even more. Is there any Orlando Bloom in the neighborhood that I can give to my mom so she can stop crying? Please?! I’d do anything for him!
- Don’t talk to me anymore! – That’s it, I can’t take it anymore, she seems like a stupid immature teenager! I’d better get out of the house before she puts fire on it. Well, Spanish class, here I come...
- Bye mom – I hurried to close the door and get my bike, so she couldn’t come after me. I guess now I know why my father works all day long. So he can stay away from her teenager crisis. Ok, I better hurry, I have to ride the bike three blocks so I can get to the course. Stupid mom I have!

[huskerrich]

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