Introduction

Just another day at Harlin High School, boring, stupid, and a home for the greatest idiots. People here are crazy and they hate one another like sirens love fire. My name is Penelope Mendoza, I'm your "typical" story protagonist. Wait, that's hilarious! I just called myself the main character, no way. I'm the side character that 13 year old gay girls simp over. I really hate this town, everyone knows everyone and everything. Just imagine being stuck in a box with a bunch of judgmental plastic fake people. The only person that ain't too shabby here, is my grandma Teddy.

Her full name is actually Jessica Mendoza but she goes by Teddy cause her so called only real lover loved teddy bears. My grandma was shipped from Spain to Greece to the US to marry the rich man. The rich man is my grandfather Samuel, he died after grandma birthed her 6th child. He died mysteriously years ago of poison.... everyone believes my grandma Teddy did it because she hated him but I think it was the maid he was screwing.

Oh! Look who just passed by me, sitting on the classroom roof, its Mikey. Mikey is my ex, she is a real pain in the ass and she's a witch. Honestly that relationship ended with her golden locks and pretty emerald eye leaving me to the side. That relationship was just physical, no real feelings or strings were attached to it but, at some point it...can spark a little. I remember too clearly stroking my calloused hands up her milky chocolate skin, soft, smooth thigh til I touched her baby like cheeks. It was like touching a cloud, her moan was like hearing an angel cry. Too bad she fucked my brother while I bought her a valentines gift. Hershey's chocolate, the teddy bear of the character she loved and her ultimate favorite thing, a mickey mouse balloon.

Now all I do is contemplate on the classroom roofs of the events of my life. All of a sudden I heard Johnny, my brother, yell out to me, "Yo, Peps!" I hate that nickname. "Get your ass over here and run the mile! Or else Ima have to fail you, again!" He laughed til he almost ran out of breath. My failure brings him such pleasure, was it because even though I was never there I'm the smartest kid in school or that he's 35, a PE teacher and screws 18 year old seniors in high school. I snickered and went down the roof. I stood there, looking him straight into the eye, "Dumb shit! I have a... proposition." He gave me a confused look, could his stupid brain not process my words? "If I beat you at mile, I pass all year." He said stupidly " Kid, why do I care if you run? Because you're my sister? Nah, I don't care." "Don't you want to finally beat me at something?" His face grew to realization, he could finally beat infamous little know-it-all Penelope. I never run, it's no longer my thing, something I gave up long ago. By going to the track, he accepted my challenge.

After, we got into running positions, he looked at me and mouthed "I'm gon get you this time sucker." I winked just to piss him off, it brought me a little bit of joy. There she was, Mikey, standing on his side hyping him up and booing at me. I closed my eyes, and almost I see it. Mikey giving me a good luck kiss and telling my brother to fuck himself. All I can do is keep them closed til I make it to the finish line, picture her holding her arms out for me to run into. Then, the sound of a old whistle blew, sharp yet rusty. I ran! He barely made the first turn, was it the adrenaline? I couldn't feel the exhaustion of running so fast, or the pain in my hips. Am I really going to win this? Can I?! I'm on the last lap, he barely made the third, if I speed up.. just a little longer...it's... right.. there...!!!! He pushed me. How did he do that? I was right there. Now, I'm just on the ground bleeding because I scraped my side. As I look up, I see him, hugging Mikey and everyone just celebrating his coward act. Well, what did I expect? He'll always find some sneaky way to win. I managed to just walk off the injury and keep some face. I hate this, I couldn't even win a damn race!

Eventually, school ended and I was pissed, no one will forget to mentio-"THE LOSER RUNNER" Ah, there it is, annoyingly repeated to me by anyone who knows, or heard. But, as per usual I'll keep it together and go to grandma Teddy's house. "Hey Grandma Teddy!" I yell from the door as I throw my old black plain backpack on the ground next to my combat boots. "Oh, You're home so early! But just on time for the story."