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"Can anyone tel me how many years ago the Raloos invaded?" I rolled my eyes and my teached called upon the girl next to me. No one cared, it's not like they'd ever come back. I looked at the clock, only seven more minutes to go and I'll be out of here. I tapped my pencil on my desk and started chewing on my cheek. As time went by I didn't pay attention at all to my class until the boy behind me tapped my shoulder. "What?" "Tobbi, the teacher is lookin' at you..." I looked up heitently and saw Mrs. Varen looking at me through her thick gold glasses. "Tobbi Rode. What is your assignment for tonight in my class." "I don't know. I don't care either because I won't do it." Mrs. Varen gave me a nasty look at then began to speak but the bell overpowered her small annoying voice.

                                                                                                                                                                           I jumped out of my seat and ran to my locker to get my bookbag. I didn't have anything to bring home, but I might need it; As I turned around the corner Jackson stopped me. "Hey," I snarled at him and looked meanfully into his eyes. "And what do you want?" I tried to seem as cool and hatefull as I could, but I don't know if it worked. "I just wanted to say I was sorry." "For what butt face?" He gave me a pittied look at then looked at the ground. "For, you know. Doing that to you this summer." "Forget it jack ass. I'm done with you." I pushed past him and headed for my bus so I could go home. I gritted my teeth and pinched my finger as I thought about this summer. I love you Tobbi, we can go this together. I promise. I shook his voice out of my head and walked up the bus steps.                                                                                                                                                                  I looked around and then chose an empty seat across from my brother Matthew. "What's up fart?" I rolled my eyes at him and flipped him off. "Well, somebody had a bad day huh?" I turned myself to the window and looked at the people in the parking lot getting into their cars. A second later, I felt someone sit down with me. I looked over and saw my friend Alexis. "Hey Tobbi, are you alright?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking." She nodded her head and moved to another seat, just like I thought she would. Finally, we got to my stop. I stood up and pushed infront of my two brothers. When I stepped onto our drive way Andy ran past me with a little glass jar screaming, "Mama! Mama! Guess what I got today!" When I got up to the porch I grabbed Andy's jar and looked at it, "So, I see you finally got all the lint out of your belly button?" Andy snatched it back and glared at me, "No stupid! It's an egg." "What the hell...What kind of egg is that?" "I don't know! But I found it in my cubbie."                                                                                                                                               
I grabbed the jar again and opened the lid. "I'm pretty sure this isn't an egg Andy. Look at it." Tears filled in Andy's eyes as I handed back the jar. "You'll be tough someday ya little wimp." I said, patting his head and walking inside. When I opened my door my room was dark and my window was opened. When did I ever open my window? I thought to myself. Oh well. I went over to close it and started undressing. "Oh, I see I didn't have to ask?" Said a familiar voice behind me. I psun around and wrapped my arms around my bare chest. "Luke." I whispered. "That's right." Slowly, he walked over to me and put his hand on my face. "Don't touch me." I said in the scariest voice I could. He laughed, and moved my hair behind my shoulders. "Don't tell me what I can't do." At the moment Matthew flung the door open and ran twords Luke. One punch, that's all it took for Luke to fall down. "You stay the hell away from my little sister you here me!" I'd never heard Matthew yell like that, but I was glad.

                                                                                                                                                                    

After Luke left I sat on my bed and breathed slowly. You almost got raped. Again. You've got to be more careful. I closed my eyes and let tears run down my cheeks. Today, was not a good day. After my shower I got dressed in night clothes and headed downstairs for dinner. As I sat down my father looked at me sternly. "So, I heard someone was in your room?" "Yeah dad but you don't understand, it wasn't like that dad. I promise." My father picked up his plate and left for his room. No one spoke. When we were done I picked up my plate and threw it at the sink, hoping it would shatter. Instead, it bounced off and hit my toe. "Fuck! Shit!" I screamed as I held my foot. "You're a potty mouth Tobbi." "Shut the hell up Andy!"I screamed. I shouldn't have yelled at a six year old for knowing what to, and not to say in places. But I did, and I did it all the time too.