I walked into Mrs. Kayski's room and sat down. I noticed our seats had been moved around, and there was an extra. I whispered to the boy next to me, I think his name is peter; "I wonder who the new person is???" "No clue. But i hope they aren't fat!" I knew he was referring to poor Conner O'Brien, who had gotten stuck in his chair the first day of school. It took Mrs. Kayski, Mr. Mchail, and the principal to pull him out. The chair also cut open his leg and left him with a nasty scar that took 6 stitches to close. He had received his own larger chair not long after. Mrs. Kayski walked in the room. "Good morning class! Today we have a new student with us!" A tall handsome boy walked in. He looked like he should be a grade or two higher. "This is (yes, I'm changing the name. I forgot it) Colby Hanson!" He looked straight at me. His eyes were like pure chocolate. His hair was perfectly styled, and he was positively flawless. I stared. I forgot my manners. I STARED. Mrs. Kayski led him to the open seat, the worst one possible of course, right in front. and yet, throughout class he didn't seem to mind! He rose his hand and got every called on question right. Suddenly, Mrs. Kayski called on me. I realised I had been daydreaming. "Sorry, can you repeat the question?" I said pulling my face out of my hands. My fingers had some blush on them. "Miss Johnson. I must ask you to pay attention! Now what is the square root of 6?" "Um.... 3?" I said. "Miss Johnson. The correct answer is two point four four nine four eight nine seven four!!!!" "Sorry Mrs. Johnson. I mean Mrs. Kayski." Mrs. Kayski was FUMING. BRRRRRIIINNGGGG! The bell rang. "Class dismissed EXCEPT, for Colby and Daphene." I sighed and walked up front to go sit and wait for some lecture.
(YOUR TURN REBECCAH!)
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Monday, November 15, 2010
Courtney
we finnaly arrived at school. "well, i guess I'll see you in history."i said. history was one of the three subjects we had together. we also had science and p.e. together. i headed for Mr. McHail's room. i looked at the white board. "THE AMAZING ENDLESS DECIMALS!" was written in huge green letters. obviously, Mr. McHail hadn't erased it yet, we were supposed to be learning areas of wierd shapes, like octagons. class was boring, no one learned a thing.
Jenna's turn!
Jenna's turn!
Monday, November 8, 2010
Chapter one
Daphene
As I walked to the bus stop that morning I could smell something different in the California air. It was quite chilly, even for Tehachapi. I waited for Courtney to show up. Every morning we meet at the bus stop. We've been friends since kindergarten. we pinkie swore that nothing would ever take us apart. Nothing, never, ever. My Black curls were bouncing all over the place in the wind. Why is it so cold? I thought. Then I saw Courtney walking along. "Hello!" I called. She Smiled, she always said I was too cordial. I always said she was too frank. Just as she reached the square of pavement, A load of my hair flew in my face. We both laughed and tried to push it away with our gloved hands. Eventually, once I could see again, Courtney asked me; "How's the weekend been?" "Just fine, Grandma Mimi came to visit." "Hm. How's Henry?" "Stuffing his cheeks with food I'm sure." Courtney giggled. Henry was my hamster, he had been one of the babies of her two hamsters, Berry and Cinnamon. "How's little miss Berry?" "I'll bet she's eating the carrot I gave her this morning!" The bus arrived. I hadn't even noticed that the rest of the kids on the street had showed up. We got on to the nearly empty bus, the only kids who had gotten on before us were the Norberts, who lived way out in the countryside.
(YOUR TURN REBECCAH!)
As I walked to the bus stop that morning I could smell something different in the California air. It was quite chilly, even for Tehachapi. I waited for Courtney to show up. Every morning we meet at the bus stop. We've been friends since kindergarten. we pinkie swore that nothing would ever take us apart. Nothing, never, ever. My Black curls were bouncing all over the place in the wind. Why is it so cold? I thought. Then I saw Courtney walking along. "Hello!" I called. She Smiled, she always said I was too cordial. I always said she was too frank. Just as she reached the square of pavement, A load of my hair flew in my face. We both laughed and tried to push it away with our gloved hands. Eventually, once I could see again, Courtney asked me; "How's the weekend been?" "Just fine, Grandma Mimi came to visit." "Hm. How's Henry?" "Stuffing his cheeks with food I'm sure." Courtney giggled. Henry was my hamster, he had been one of the babies of her two hamsters, Berry and Cinnamon. "How's little miss Berry?" "I'll bet she's eating the carrot I gave her this morning!" The bus arrived. I hadn't even noticed that the rest of the kids on the street had showed up. We got on to the nearly empty bus, the only kids who had gotten on before us were the Norberts, who lived way out in the countryside.
(YOUR TURN REBECCAH!)
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