Author's Note: This is for Seducing Reason and aspinminder. I noticed there isn't a Speed/OC fanfic, so I decided to write one...

Disclaimer: I don't own Sky High

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It's A Beautiful Day for Love Letters, Ch.1

If it was about my weight or Dad, I could slug'em in the face. I could raise some real hell. Everybody knows I don't take crap. Nobody ever makes fun of me about those things, not anymore.

But my brother...

I'm sure the news has been dragged around school, and some smart asses are having a field day with it. Probably waiting for me to put them in their place about it too. They can torture me about it until the last day of school. I don't care.

He isn't my brother. That guy who got arrested doesn't matter one bit to me, and I'm not gonna waste muscle or Home Suspension time over it.

This is how life is supposed to work. The older brother is strong, brave, and smart. The younger sister is jealous and tired of always having to be protected by the older brother.

That is how it is supposed to work. For me it's more like this...

The older brother is a dumb ass who lands himself in jail, and leaves the younger sister to clean up all of his mess.

"Do you want more eggs, honey?" Ma said sniffling. She'd been doing that for awhile now. It is like she's permanently set on the cycle between the crying and the yelling. She cries around me and yells at Dad.

Honestly, I don't blame him for walking out.

"No thanks, Ma." The eggs were really runny, and I hate runny eggs. I don't complain though. It's been a few weeks since Ma cooked breakfast for me. I've been living off of Doritoes and Gatorade.

She sniffles some more and wordlessly walkout of the kitchen, probably to cry again.

I know exactly what she thinks, 'Where have I gone wrong, I tried to raise him the right way. What did I do?'

It makes me sick to my stomach.

I poured more pepper on my eggs.

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"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"About the school's whale. Her brother got arrested. It's all over the news."

"Hmm...Can't say that I'm surprised."

The bus ride to school was quiet. Not library quiet, but quiet enough where you didn't have to scream your lungs red to hear yourself.

I was sitting next to June Chun. The girl who only ate carrot sticks for lunch, and had greasy unwashed hair. She sat near the window, and I sat next to the aisle.

Some girls were sitting behind me, gossiping most likely.

Today was going to be a normal nothing day. A nothing day.

I unzipped my book-bag,and pulled out my breakfast opened the bag of M&M's and ate them according to color. Red, then yellow, then blue, then green, brown always last.

I have to say the few good things about my brother being sent "away" is that Ma doesn't pay attention to a thing I do. She hasn't mention anything about my diet yet. It's almost like she doesn't even care anymore.

"Hey Ashley, maybe you shouldn't be eating that stuff for breakfast." I think I'm too tired to be mean to June, and I'm not in much of a mood for violence.

"Hey June, maybe you should eat toothpaste for breakfast. It would help." She turned away back towards the window.

Yeah, that shut her up.

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First period is always a yawn. I can think of a ton of other things I'd like to do, and Pre-Algebra isn't one of them.

Plus my teacher, Mrs. Burton, is really old and she has a flat voice. She sounds like a robot under water, all muffled . So I always just use First period as nap time.

I can't say much about my other classes. The only one I really hate is P.E.

It's always so embarrassing to dress out.

I hate how we have to get weighed every year. I always try to convince Ma that I'm sick and that I have to stay home, but she never lets me.

"Wallace! Ten laps!" Coach King gestures at me.

I hate him. I hate running.

By the time I'm done, I can't breath and I feel like I'm about to throw up.

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Lunch time rolls around and I still feel like I'm gonna barf.

"Hey Ashley." Pizza Face.

His name is Devin Clarkson , but I call him Pizza Face for obvious reasons.

"Devin." I nod my head at him and head in the direction of the lunch line.

I think he says something else but I can't hear him over lunch room chatter.

"What?"

"I said, why don't you sit over here." He smiles and shows a mouth full of metal.

"Sure thing." I'd feel bad any other way.

"Okay." He said and he shut his mouth.

As soon as I got my hot lunch, I sat at the table with Pizza Face. He gave me that shit-eating grin again. It makes me wanna punch him in the face. Just because.

"So how have things been going?" Chicken-getti... Pizza Face stuck his fork in a piece of chicken and waited for my answer.

"Fine, I suppose." I say as I take a swig of my "Atomic Orange" juice. I know where this is going.

"Everything good with your family?" I paused ;still as one those lions on a Discovery Channel documentaries.

"What makes you ask?" I swear I'm going to throw up right here. Right all over him.

"I'm just saying-"

"Saying what?"

He's stuttering and fumbling at this point, and I feel unnaturally calm.

"I heard about your brother." He finally says it. I think how nice would it be just for me to throw up all over him. Pizza decides that he isn't finished and he continues.

"Send your mother my regards. I know it's really hard for you right now."

He picks up a napkin and twists it around his finger waiting for me to say something.

So I do.

He puts the napkin back down and looks me in the eye."How could you say that? He's your brother."

I got up as quickly as I ever could, ran straight from the lunch room to the bathroom.

I will be okay.

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Author's Note: The Speed/OC comes later on in the story. Right now, as you can tell, it's told in the point of view of his younger sister. I think I just made the first truly obese original character. Please review...