Is this good enough for publishing?

I'm a 13 year old. I very serious bout writing storys. Here's a sample of my nw bk i'm writin wich is bout magic (der won't be magic in d sample coz its jst d startin) I jst wnt to know if its gud enuf fr publishing or is it jst lyk a rant novel?Sample :

Chapter 1

My heels clicked on d floor as I walked down d corridor confidently.

All heads turned to luk at me. I had my signature smirk on my face that made boys go weak in d knees.

I flipped my blonde hair to one side of my head & winked at a random freshman boy hu looked lyk he was bout to faint with happiness.

I chuckled slightly. It ws always fun seeing boys go so crazy over me.

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around me. I felt.....annoyed.

That's not the reaction most girls have when their boyfriend hugs them but then, I'm not like most girls. And Jade isn't really my boyfriend.

Actually he is, according to everyone else in the school, but to me he's just someone rich enough to buy me Gucci dresses and Channel perfumes. And pay for my petrol bill sometimes.

"Jade! Stop crushing me! You're spoiling my designer dress!" I hissed angrily at him.

"I was just trying to surprise you!" He said looking a little hurt.

"Aww, I'm sorry sweetie!" I said and pulled him into a kiss.

To the onlookers, this kiss was sweet and passionate. But to me?

I just wanted to run as far away from him as I could. I mean, I was smudging my lipstick trying to cheer him up!

Not that I really wanted to cheer him up but in order to get him to do my history project I had to make him happy.

After what seemed like an eternity, we broke away from the kiss.

We just stood there staring into each other's eyes and smiling.....though my brain was screaming at me to run into the girls washroom and fix my make up!

But I had to act lovey-dovey in front of all these people. So hand in hand, Jade and I started walking to our next class.

And then, without a warning, someone poured a bucket of ice cold water on me.

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I screamed and woke up with a start. What the hell just happened? I was at school and now I'm....in my bedroom?

Wait, it isn't my bedroom. Panic filled me as I realized I was in a stranger's room.

I tried to think straight and remember what had happened.

I remembered walking with Jade and someone pouring water on me and then ended up here.

My clothes were still wet, I realized.

I looked down at my clothes expecting to see a emerald green dress but instead I saw a rather unflattering brown sweater and track pants. Those clothes weren't mine either!

"Angie." Suddenly someone called my name. My face snapped to the direction of the person and my eyes met the green eyes of someone much younger than me.

"Angie." He called my name again. I frowned suddenly. My name wasn't Angie. My name was Catherine Haling. Or was it?

I suddenly felt so hopelessly confused. I mean, I didn't even know who I was anymore!

"Angie! Get up!" The boy urged me. "Give me a second, Alan." I muttered without thinking. My eyes widened suddenly. How did I know this boy's name?

"You okay, sis?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I was his sister?

I groaned. I had no idea what was going on. Was I suffering from memory loss or something?

Suddenly it all came crashing down at me. "You are not Catherine Haling. You are Angie Dragor." I whispered to myself.

"That was just a dream."

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! You were Catherine Haling in your dream?" Alan asked in mock horror.

"Shut up, Alan! And wait till mom hears about you using your water spell on me!" I threatened him.

"Let's see if you can even make it past your bedroom, Angie!" He said laughing as he ran out my room.

I furiously stumbled out of bed and tried to go after him but a water puddle magically appeared and I slipped and fell into it butt first!

I groaned in defeat. I shivered and suddenly realized how wet my clothes had become. I would surely catch a cold now.

Wait a second.

I already had a cold! From the past two days to be exact! This dream had really messed up my memory!

How mean of Alan to perform water spells on me even though he knew that I was sick!

I got up muttering angrily and ran down the stairs to find Alan and give him a piece of my mind.

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So hw ws it? pls tell me if its publishing worthy