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When I woke up, the sun was streaming through the curtains. In the oak tree outside my bedroom window, wood pigeons were calling softly and somewhere in the distance I could hear the sound of dogs barking. I pushed back the covers, stifling a yawn, stretching lazily. There was nothing in my mind except the yawn, the stretch, the sound of a summer morning about to unfold outside my window.
And then I remembered, and my whole world fell apart all over again.
When I woke up, the sun was streaming through the curtains. In the oak tree outside my bedroom window, wood pigeons were calling softly and somewhere in the distance I could hear the sound of dogs barking. I pushed back the covers, stifling a yawn, stretching lazily. There was nothing in my mind except the yawn, the stretch, the sound of a summer morning about to unfold outside my window.
And then I remembered, and my whole world fell apart all over again.
It was a school day. I don’t like the English there. I don’t like the Maths there. And I definitely don’t like the people there. Two words. Melissa Smith. Meanest girl in seventh grade! I grudgingly get up and step into the shower. An hour later, I’m on my way to school when all of a sudden I hear footseps.
“Tori Webster! I thought that you had given up on Westminister High.” A familiar voice calls out behind me. Melissa.
“I thought I’d give it another chance. Why do you care Melissa?” I questioned.
“Oh, just wondering.” She replied. When her back was turned, I pulled a face. Melissa turned around, her highlited hair flipping across my face.
“I saw that Tori Webster!” Melissa shouted. She pushed me to the side of the footpath and walked away. I noticed her feet dangerously wobbling in her bright red pumps. I knew that as soon as she got to the school gate she would swap her shoes for proper school shoes and pull her dress down. Normally her dress is so high you can see her underwear! Crazy! What happened to the people we knew in primary school? What happened to those puppy dog eyes and the Dora lunch boxes that we knew so well back in primary school? Now all we see are heavy make up and hair straightners.
I walk through the school gate and stop. Dead still.
Lily and Florence, St. Mary's College
Then there was a new boy standing at the gates and I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. Melissa started to daydream as she closed her eyes and bumped into him.He was wearing blue skinny jeans and black shades. He was a popular kid.He looked as if he was the same age as me.Then suddenly the bells rang. I walked into the school doors. Everyone disapeared, I couldn't see anyone . Unexpectedly there was a loud bang! I went on to investigate in the lab where I heard the noise from.
As I entered half of the class building was gone. Some of the children were screaming. I could see the air conditioner dangling and about to fall on Melissa's head.
By: Ruqayya,Noor, Mohammed, Andrea,Dominic,Chevelle,Maria,David,Zane and Klodian
I panicked. I didn`t know what had happened but I knew I had to think fast. It was a hurricane of dust. I had a feeling that the so called ‘new boy’ had something to do with this… I leant forward and jumped with all my might trying to push Melissa out of the way. I landed with a huge THUD!
Melissa thanked me with a complaint, “why did you do that, my highlights are ruined”
At least I knew she was ok!
From the corner of my eye I glimpsed a bright flash of red like a ruby glinting in the sunlight; it was coming from inside the vent in the corner of the lab.
I had fled; I knew that if I got caught I would be in serious trouble. Hopefully those girls didn’t notice me too much. My backpack bounced up and down heavily on my shoulders as I sprinted from the gates.
By: Anya Wilson, Charlotte Gisborne and Elizabeth Gliznutsa
Bishop's Stortford College Prep School
I was laying in bed, when my alarm clock went off madly. I fell out of my bed with a big BUMP…When my mum shouted ‘‘wake up Jess’’. I got up with anger ‘’coming mum’’. I was afraid to go to school because Melissa Smith the meanest, terrifying girl in seventh grade.
I was all ready to go to school on a rainy day. On the way to school me and my mum were listening to pop music in the car.On the way to school we saw Melissa smith looked at us with anger so I ignored her look on her mean face. Me and my mum got to the school and once she took me in she left. First of all, we did math, I had to sit next to Melissa Smith. I was terrified.
In the afternoon it was close to home time my mum was waiting at the gate…my teacher let us out early and I came rushing out the door hoping that Melissa Smith wouldn’t get me then she came up to me, saying sorry for everything she did. My mum came up to and said “You alright girls...
Orchard Park PRimary school
Written by Lily ,Sally Funmi.
Bert my dog bolted towards the millions of reptiles scattered around the meteor and my back yard. I tried with all my might to hold Bert’s collar back but my fingers couldn’t restrain the strength of my dog. Melissa tried to hold back my dog but the snakes were catching up with him and Bert was getting more hyper active as the snakes crept closer. Without warning Melissa raced into my house and left me all on my own to control Bert and the millions of snakes. The snakes were coming closer and they were going for Bert’s tail. Just as the snakes reached Bert and I, the wildlife expert ‘Angus’ arrived and snatched up the wild, hideous snakes and put them in the cages.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw my family and Melissa sprint towards me to find out if I was okay. I thanked Melissa for helping me out and calling the wildlife experts. But Melissa told me not to mention it, as she owed me one from saving her from the dangling air conditioner.
That afternoon Melissa and I were hanging out on the couch watching television when the doorbell unexpectedly rang. It was the new kid Alexander Edward he rushed up to us and ask if he could have a look at the meteor.
“Sure, but why?” I asked him.
“My father Mark studies meteors and we were wondering if we could do a bit of research” He answered. We directed him to the backyard so he could gather the information he needed. After several hours Alexander packed up his gear and left. Melissa and I giggled at each other as Alexander said he would see us both tomorrow at school and we knew that we had made a new best friend.
By:Sophie and Sophia Christ the King School Australia
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