Almost halfway through third grade year we found a house for rent in Marcus, Iowa. We took up the offer. We moved into the house and got settled in. I still wasn't allowed a pet. I went to Cherokee schools still. Mom said I would until the end of the year and then start fourth grade in MMC. That's what happened all right. By the near end of third grade, I somehow fell in love with the idea of a guinea pig. My mom and brother knew and one day they bought one and after school mom told me she had a surprise. I got home and there on the table was a big green and wire cage with a guinea pig inside. She was white with dark brown and carmel checkered patterns on her. I named her Mariah. After Mariah Carey. Marcus school was boring really. I met a girl name Callie. She thought I was a stalker.. She always ran away from me with her friend Hannah. I wanted so badly to be her friend. When she finally talked to me, I spun up a tale about having two Chihuahuas that lived next door in an abbandoned house that I bred. She believed me. I kept the story going, along with puppy names and births. When she came to my house for the first time, I told her the mom (Chika) had died from giving birth and the dad (Patches) had dies from rabies. She believed me and sympathised. Yet, I still hadn;t gained her trust yet, I vowed to myself, that once she trusted me I would tell her the truth about the dogs. I went to Marcus school all of fourth grade with a teacher who babied me, I hated her, I would sometimes even cause trouble for her. In the summer between fourth and fifth grade, I stole a kitten from a neighbor cat's litter. I lied to my mother that she said we could have him. We got him kitten food and litter boxes and toys all for him teh next day. Three days later the neighbor who owned the kitten's mother came by with her adult daughter and granddaughter and demanded that I give back the stolen kitten or she'd call the cops. My mom handed the kitten over. I cried and cried. my mom called her mom and my grandma came over later that day with a teeny little gray and whiteb tabby cat, we named him Jasper. One month later, I went to a birthday party with my mom's friend and brought home a kitten that soemone had dumped. We thought it was male and named it Mad Max because it ws so angry (Max for short). After a few months we realized Max, in fact, was a female and renamed her Maxine, but everyone still called her Max or Maxi. In fifth grade, I had a teacher who hated me. She would deliberately make me stand out and yell at me. I hated her, I would always misbehave to her. She was evil in my eyes. In sixth grade, I loved my teacher, I still only had Callie as a friend, but we had gotten closer.. I started lying to her that I was a wolf. She believed me, vaguely. I didn't tell her about my lie with the dogs, and I carried out the wolf lie and the dog lie. In sixth grade, I excelled, I was a straight A student and a teacher's pet. I LOVED school. That was the last year I could say that.