6:30 on Monday morning. Everyone's favorite time on their favorite day too! I rolled over to my increasingly annoying alarm clock and wacked it so hard that my hand would be bruised for a day or so. Smart. Well at least the stupid thing wasn't driving me crazy anymore. I grabbed my pillow and pulled it over my head. Of course five minutes later the stupid thing went off again and this time so did my Krista.

"Carter Anne Elizabeth O'Keffe gets your lazy butt out of bed and get dressed now! You're going to be late for school!

" Not going! I muttered just loud enough for my step-mother to hear now that she was in my door way.

"Oh yes you are" she replied bitter resentment in her voice, "Even if I have to force you."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Krista." I growled at her from under my pillow. She walked through my doorway despite my very sincere warning. Big 'uh-oh' on her part. The trap I rigged activated as she walked in tripping the wire and setting the trap going. Krista whipped around and was dunked in some blue dyed water. I laughed so hard it hurt. This would totally ruin her fancy schmancy "oh look at me I'm married to Stephan O'Keffe" dinner. She screamed. I laughed even harder my face was probably blue from lack of oxygen.

This all would have worked quite well if my dad hadn't decided to come home to get some stuff for work right then. He heard her scream and ran up the stairs to find Krista the smurf step-mom. Dad caught sight of me laughing my head off and added two and two together.( more like smurf step-mom + laughing prankster )

"Young lady this is unacceptable! " his face was bright red and I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears. It was all I could do not to laugh but I didn't need to be in worse trouble then I already was.

"Why do you do this to me? Why Carter? I just want to be friends. OD you really hate me this much?" Krista asked in a small voice. Actually I was shocked that she even had the nerve to say anything but that didn't mean I liked her. Especially not after what she did.

"Yea, I do hate you. I hate your guts! Wanna know why? It's because you are a snotty little moocher! You got my dad not to let me see my mom anymore! You sent my brother to boarding school in New York and forbid him to come back ever because his mom wasn't married to my dad! Then you went and decided oh let's take away her visiting privileges too, so now I can't go see him! And-"

My dad cut me off.

"I don't care what your reasons were!" He was now a sort of magenta/violet color. Just little creepy, "Your step-mother and I have a very important dinner tonight and now she's blue! Fix this or I am going to ground you more than you already are! AND APOLOGIZE!"

"Well actually there really is no way to fix it you just have to wait a few days until it wears off. And never will I apologize to her. Now move Mr. Prissy because as your stupid whore pointed out I have to go to school today." I could tell that I made it worse and we would be having words later but he had work to get to so he just stomped out and took Krista with him. I walked over to my closet and pulled on my black skinny jeans, my neon yellow shirt with a black skull on it, and my super awesome combat boots. Then I walked over to my dresser popped out the secret drawer and pulled out my prank kit. I checked to see that everything was still in it (scissors, spray paint, sharpies, toilet paper, lighter, water, snacks, duct tape, superglue, black clothes, lock pick, and a hammer). I grabbed my brush off the top of my dresser and yanked it through my hair a few times. Then I took the thick black strands and pulled them into a long waist-length braid. I shoved my prank kit into my messenger bag and my Swiss army knife into my pocket.

Then I headed down the stairs. I was half way down the stairs when I heard a loud crash and remembered that my stupid father had caused tons of global warming issues with his mega-corporation such as the huge category five hurricane we were experiencing. Of course we still had to go to school since supposedly we were safer there than at home, plus we're in the eye so, bla bla bla bla bla we still have to go to school. I ran down stairs and grabbed a pancake on my way out the door. I dashed up the street with my bag whacking my leg after every step. I turned the corner to the bus stop and slipped on a puddle knocking over my best friend Allie who fell into a different puddle behind her with a huge splat. I helped her up then started wiping mud off my boots which were completely covered. She snickered and pointed to the side a little bit.

"At least we got some good out of this" she managed to get out between her hysterical laughing. I saw what she was pointing at and laughed too. Ah Cecilia yet another thing about me that pissed of my dad, was that I wouldn't hang out with that bitch. He wouldn't care anyway if she weren't some other mega-corp. owner's daughter. I made appoint of hanging out with Allie a lot because she had no connections plus she was totally awesome and understanding about the whole divorce thing since her parents had been divorced and were now back together.

I turned around and looked at Cecilia who was going off about her clothes.

"I want my designer jeans paid for plus my brand new Michael Kors purse paid for too. That means three-hundred sixty dollars by tomorrow or else-"

"Or else what? "I asked ever so innocently. This was really pissing me off now. No one threatens me or my friends, ever, period, end of story, they just don't. "I'm not scared of your designer clad ass Cecilia." I spat at her.

" Well your friend obviously is I mean poor broke little Allie can't afford to pay up because since her little, I mean big, family has six kids they can't really afford anything even with both parents being doctors."

"Oh my god," I said with mock surprise, "You can finally count to six Cecilia! I didn't know that you were that smart." At the same time that I said that Allie's face turned bright red, her hands curled into fists and she screamed.

"SHUT UP ABOUT MY FAMILY YOU, YOU BITCH!"

I smacked my head with my hand. "Really? Allie you just ruined my sarcasm." I said irritably. Then the bus pulled up and we climbed on but not before I "accidentally" tripped Cecilia and the watched fall in the mud again. She would get it later just wait.

Ah the sweet smell of revenge. Actually I was surprised to run into Cecilia at the bus stop because usually she and Avery (yet another mega-corp. daughter who my dad wants me to be friends with) rode to school in a hot pink limo with a juice bar on the inside. Allie and I walked to the very back of the bus and I kicked some irritating freshman out of our seat, literally. (Hey, I did warn them that I would but they wouldn't listen) Then we started on our merry way to school. As the bus pulled into the parking lot a huge gust of wind shook it throwing Hazel into the lap of my soon to be ex Whyatt. Hazel is another friend of mine who despises school and routinely plots to burn it. Ah the perfect opportunity. I started to fake cry.

"How could you Whyatt? You're dating me! You said you loved me but here you are holding my best friend! We're through! I never want to see you again!" I wailed through the fake tears. Then I ran off the bus followed by Allie and Hazel.

"I just love this place don't you Carter?" came Hazel's voice from behind me.

"Yea I know Hazel! I just love to be here learning and all of that other shit!" I said with mock cheer and enthusiasm. We all walked in together and then Hazel split off catching sight of her boyfriend Logan who she ran over too and kissed. I sighed.

"Okay Allie let's go sit in the gym and bug Cecilia while she's at cheerleading. " I said. We got there and sat up in the corner. I pulled out my sketch pad and started drawing Allie, who just stared off into space and chucked wadded up balls of paper and paper airplanes at Cecilia and her cheerleader buble-heads. A little later Catherine my goody two-shoes, super genius friend sat down nest to us.

"What are you doing this time?" She asked. "Bugging Cecilia?" I nodded. Then I went back to sketching.

She pulled out a composition and started writing.

Then Astrid and Krysten, Hazel's two sisters, ran in the door screaming. Well actually Astrid walked in calmly, Krysten was the one screaming. Astrid walked up to Catherine shaking.

"The town just flooded with tide water, the eye is over and I think that the only survivors are in the school." Then all hell broke loose.