Positively Prudence

"MAIL CALL!" Callie's voice filled my room. I jumped up and ran to the mailbox and pulled out all of the things inside it. "Marisol Luna, Marisol Luna, Jess McConnell, Molly McIntire, Marisol Luna" I named off who the letters were addressed to, then I came across... "PRUDENCE?!" I read in disbelief, then when I went to see it's return address (that's who also wrote it) it said... "AMERICAN GIRL PLACE DENVER! AHHH IT'S FROM SONNY AND KENNA!" I screamed and jumped up and down. I haven't heard from Sonny and Kenna since I was adopted by Melanie in July. I nearly forgot the fight that was going on between Abbey and I. I ran inside, tossed all of the other mail on the kitchen counter and zoomed to my room. After ripping open the envelope I read; Dear Prudence, Sonny; HAHAHA that was a name of a song! Kenna; Shut up Son, Pru probably knows that. Sonny; some one's happy today. Well anyways WE MISS YOU SO MUCH! Kenna; yeah, it...

"COME ON GIRLS! WE HAVE TO GO" Molly said, pushing all of us out of our house. "Wow Molly, pushy aren't we today?" Callie said, sarcastically. Molly narrowed her eyes at Callie and Cindie giggled quietly. "Come on Molls, why do we ALL have to go to your vocal lessons?" Chrissa whined. "Because, I want you all to meet my vocal coach." Molly said, in the taxi on our way to the vocal studio. We all got out of the car and Marisol payed the taxi driver. Molly ran inside with Julie, leaving the rest of us in the dust. I mouthed the words 'I'm Sorry' to Abbey, but all I got in return was Abbey glaring at me. The remaining eight of us walked inside and followed Molly. When we arrived where Molly gets taught, I looked around. It was a small room, but it had a bunch of pictures plastered on the wall of musical artists. Then a sing-song voice entered the room. "Molly!" Someone sang flawlessly. I turned to see a woman, in her late 2...

Tensions rising. Frustration building. A slight depression increasing. The only thing falling? My tears. Why am I crying? Abbey and Jackie have apparently hated each other since the day Abbey came to AGPPA. Was I aware of this? No. Should I have been? DUH. The line was crossed in first period, Spanish. I sat on the right side of the room, in a table with Marisol, Cindie, Abbey and myself. Jackie, who was seated on the other side of the room, raised her hand. Our teacher, Senora Wilamza called on her. "Yes, Jackie?" Jackie shot an evil smile towards Abbey and asked, "How do you say 'Freaky Go Green Girl' in Spanish?" Jackie asked. Abbey, who I was sitting by, slid back in her chair a little. Then after Senora Wilamza gave Jackie the translation, Abbey's hand flew up. "Yes, Abbey?" Abbey turned to me, then Marisol, then to Cindie, then finally said. "May I go to the school nurse?" I immediately started thinking NURSE?! WHY DOES SHE WANT...

"MOVE." "Get out of my way, four eyes." "WALK FASTER!!!" Wow, kids are really mean to the new kid, A.K.A, Me. This is how my Friday went at school. I went to my locker to grab my Science book, and this medium height, blue-eyed girl with curly caramel colored hair came up to me and asked, "Are you Prudence Farrow?" Her blue eyes were twinkling a little "Yeah, why are you asking?" No one, besides my sisters, called me Prudence at this school. It was either 'New Girl' or 'Four Eyes.' "You left this in art class" She said, holding out my lucky bracelet. "Oh, Thank you! How did you know it was mine?" I asked. "I saw you showing your sisters it." She replied. I had been showing Chrissa and Jess where Starburst, Chrissa's pet llama, had bit it earlier that day. "Oh, I see. Well thank-you! Most kids would just throw it away when they found out it belonged to the new girl." I sighed. ...