Tuesday, 10 April 2007
12:46:11 AM (GMT)
Here goes with my THIRD entry.. woohoo! thanks you guys, =]
Despite my brief encounter with 'window boy' as I had named him the morning after I
was quite depressed due to the
news given to me by Milene. What would I do without her? Thoughts rushed into my
mind. Suddenly my train of thought
was abruptly broken by the usual calling from my mother. Sitting at the breakfast
table my mother watched me eat.
' You know,' she said with a small smile, 'When you were little, your favourite
breakfast was beans on toast. You
wouldn't eat anything else'
'Mum,' I sighed, 'I'm older now, you needn't make me beans on toast anymore, I can
eat cereal or something like other
'I know,I just like to make you it' she said ruffling my hair ' now lets get to
I swallowed, deep, I didn't feel at all like going to school. Today was hockey, a
double session and we had my
'favourite' teacher Mrs.Green. She hated me with a passion. I couldn't play hockey
and I definately wasn't sporty.
Everything I did was wrong. So understandably, I was a little nervous whilst pulling
up my itchy, navy and blue hockey
socks. As I got up onto the court, there were the 'Uglies'. All incredibly sporty.
All incredibly mean.
'OKaaaay' said Mrs.Green 'Today, we'll be in teams'
with this I knew exactly what was going to happen. The sporty girls in one team. The
others in the other team, and so
it was. I knew I was in for a lashing as I saw the nasty smirk on Victoria Birchock's
face ( the main ugly).
As the game begun her eyes went into tiny slits. This was going to be painful, but I
wasn't going down without a fight.
After Victoria nearly getting a goal, the ball went to my feet. This was my chance to
shine. I thought.
I ran with the ball, weaving in and out of girls when, suddenly, a hockey stick hit
me. Hard. On the shins. My eyes watered as Victoria continued to hit my shins
in a merciless manner. She then continued, or tried to continue to run away when my
stick slid round to trip her up.
There was a stunned silence as Victoria, rather large in body, fell. Her face hitting
the ground with an almighty thud, shook the floor ever so slightly. I smiled,
her shocked face lift up, pink with embarrassment and her mouth filled with a red
'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH,' She screamed, pounding her fists on the floor, '
SHE DID IT ON PURPOSE. THE BITCH DID IT ON PURPOSE!!'
I attempted to put on my most innocent look, but no luck, I was sent to
the headmistress. There, I was given a slip to give to my mother which stated I had
2 detentions before the term was up due to my ' Violent' outburst. I didn't care,
Victoria got her just desserts. This somewhat brightened my day.