Joined: 7 Jun 2011
ok heres my book so far. ive barely done anything on it, but here it goes
It was half past nine when i finally stumbled through to the schools parking lot. A few
people in the halls turned to look at me as I burst through the doors, completely out of
breath. Hey, It wasnt my fault! Today was my first - and last - year at springbrook
elementary. For some reason, I had insisted on walking, and my self-drawn map didnt make
things much easier. So i had ended up running , full force, to my new school. I quickly
gave everyone staring a cold look and half ran to my first class, still completely unaware
of where i should go.
The fact that I was going to highschool next year was not a happy thing. I absolutely
hated school! And It wasnt the whole people-staring or getting-nined-or-worse kind of
thing, it was how you - and many others - were trapped in a room learning how 50 + 50 does
not equal 5. I was never and still am not good at anything like that.
When I jogged down the last hall, I finally found it. My class. Relief washed through me,
but then i felt suddenly devastated. It seemed like staring was a popular thing in this
school. I could already see a couple turning heads as I made my way toward the door. I
hated it when people stared at me. It made me feel suddenly self concious, or like I had
food in my teeth or something. I still dont really know why it does that to me,
considering i dont even care what people think of me, but it always has done that.
There were full-fledged stares surrounding me as I made my way to the only empty desk, in
the very front of the room. Great, i thought to myself as i sat down.