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I have a start, but it's not very good.

Forest child:
Chapter One:
My name is Amber. I was a normal, thirteen year old girl when this story started.
I didn’t have any traits that made me special or anything that would make me worth anything. I was just a normal person, with black hair and brown eyes. The only thing that set me apart from my friends at school was the fact that I was not rich and that I was very strong and fast. I could run a mile, no sweat.
It all started when I was walking to school. I usually wouldn’t have minded walking, but it had started to rain and I didn’t have an umbrella. Pretty soon, I was soaked. When I arrived at school, I was dripping water.
As I walked to class, everyone started to point at me and laugh. Everyone else had their parents drive them. I went to a private school that was filled with rich, snobby kids that cared about their appearances too much. Everyone had an up-to date wardrobe of the latest fashions. This private school didn’t have a dress code, but everyone came to school dressed alike, in the latest fashions.
I wasn’t rich like everyone else. My parents could hardly afford the tuition for the school. They couldn’t afford to buy me fashionable clothes. I wore hand-me-downs from my sister. She had run away when she was fourteen. It’s been four years since that happened, and we haven’t seen her since.
I took a seat just as the bell rang. First period was science. My lab partner, Delaney, leaned over and whispered to me, “Did you get pushed into a pool? You look even more horrible than usual.”
I ignored her and started on my work. I hated going to this school. Everyone except for my friends hated me and teased me every day. The teasing never bothered me, but it did get annoying after a while.
Delaney kept on insulting me in a whisper, trying to get my temper to flare up. I have a reputation at this school for two things. One, for being the most athletic, and two, for having a very long temper. There’s a rumor that if you make me yell, there’s a prize for it.
After a few more scribbles of my pencil, I put it down and looked at Delaney. She stopped in mid-insult and stared, looking like she was expecting a long and angry rant from me.
“You better start on your work, Mr. Steantly is looking at you,” I told her calmly and went back to my worksheet.

aww, I love the edning. Ur rong, this is real good. U rite a bit like r.l.stine... with the short sentences. But I like it

Ohh, cool! Is there more? This is awesome so far.

Aww thank you. Yeah, I'm writing the next bit

Oh! I loved it, Icefire :D Please post more soon!

Ugh, sorry. My muse has been low, but I finished the next part.

Chapter Two:

Delaney stared at me, then snorted. “I don’t care what Mr. Steanly thinks. He needs to get some new clothes. His suit is so out of date.”
I shrugged and looked up. Everyone was finishing and Mr. Steanly was collecting the worksheets. He stopped by our table, picked up my worksheet and looked at Delaney. “Are you done yet?”
Delaney smiled sweetly and flipped her blonde ponytail over her back. “No Mr. Steanly, could you possibly give me five more minutes?”
“No. Hand over the paper. I saw you talking to Amber.”
Delaney glared at me and handed over her blank paper. Mr. Steanly collected everyone else’s paper and walked back to the front of the class room. He put down the papers, then turned around and clapped his hands.
“Alright everyone, today we will…”
After those five words, I tuned out. Science was one of my best subjects. I didn’t have to pay attention in class to get an A. I let my thoughts wander around. They jumped from archery class, to my pet dog, Diesel, and then settled on my sister.
Her name was Tala. She had actually fit in with all the people here. Even with plain clothes, she was very pretty, with wavy, jet black hair and vibrant green eyes. I always thought she was happy with her life, since she was popular, pretty and talented. Everything that I was not.
But she just disappeared into thin air that one night. Our family lived in a small house, with a backyard that merged with a large forest. Everyone always said the forest was haunted, but Tala and I always played in there when we were little. I have no idea how big it is, but to me, it’s huge, at least fifty miles wide and long.
No one knew where she went. My parent thought she was kidnapped, and they called the police. The only thing the police found were a set of footprints heading for the forest. They then decided that she had run away. A group of police officers had ventured into the forest to look for her, but they never found her.
“Amber?” Mr. Steanly’s voice jerked me out of my thoughts. “Care to repeat what I just said?”
I sighed and shook my head. I hated it when Mr. Steanly caught me ‘off in my own world’ as he called it.
“Pay more attention,” he scolded and turned to the chalkboard. He began to write something about DNA, but I already stopped paying attention the moment he turned away.
At lunch, I sat with my little gang of friends. And when I say little, I mean little. There were four of us all together.
Max was a really tall dude, about six and a half feet tall. He’s very good-looking, with his fair hair and blue eyes, but he’s too cocky for his own good.
Anna is Max’s girlfriend, but I don’t know how Max can stand her sometimes. She has the stereotypical personality of a snobby, rich, and popular girl. But she is very loyal and funny, and she will try to cheer you up if you look down.
And lastly, there’s Derek. He’s the same height as me, five and a half feet tall. He has a big mop of rusty brown hair and he has brown eyes. Derek actually is a decent person, and he won’t buy new clothes for the sake of fashion.
I sat down last, carrying my packed lunch. Derek and Max said hello and Anna waved.
“No offence Amber, but you look like a drowned rat,” Anna said.
“Gee, thanks,” I said and took a bite out of my sandwich. I knew Anna didn’t mean it in an insulting way, just in a helpful suggestion way.
“You’re welcome.”
Max, Anna and Derek chatted on about trivial things while I sat in silence, listening to the babble of everyone talking at the same time. For some reason, my sister was on my mind today and I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She was a great person, and I miss her, but I stopped thinking about her constantly about three years ago.
“Hey Amber.” I looked up to see Derek looking at me. “You okay? You’ve been quiet for the whole day.”
I waved him off. “Nothing really important. Just little things, like whether archery class will be canceled today,” I lied to him. I hated lying, but I didn’t feel like this was something to discuss with anyone. I mean, would you discuss your vanishing sister with your friends?
Okay, maybe you would. But not me. I usually bottle everything up inside of me and let out only little things to my friends. I’m just like that.