𝘾𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩: x ʟɪꜰᴇ

One

Kyra glanced at the clock. 12:15. It had barely been ten minutes and everyone in Miss. Dakin's English class already wanted to leave.

"Okay so Kyra could you read page one aloud to the class" Immediately the girl was shot back into reality. She looked at her teacher and saw her holding the classic mug of lolly sticks with each of her students names on.

"You haven't even got the book open yet. Kyra, please get your life together" an unimpressed look came on her face. As quickly as she could the girl opened the book with Of Mince and Men written on it.

As she opened the book in big bold letters George kills Lenny were written on the first page. The boy sitting next to her, Charles, looked over and laughed. "Spoilers" he whispered.

"Uh. Am I interrupting your conversation, it's fine I'll wait" she says hand on hip. Kyra feels her face heat up as because of the giggling noises that can be heard from around the class.

After about five seconds into reading she catches her friend, Clara, looking at her, dead in the eye. Soon the two girls burst out laughing. In turn, this causes some other people in the class, whom they were close with, to also laugh.

It's safe to say Miss. Dakin wasn't too pleased. She was about to open her mouth to give the group of girls, gays and theys what was most likely a telling off and a break detention before a little BO-y year seven ran to the door.

"No it's push" Mrs. Dakin sighs as the boy walks in and hands the teacher a note. The woman's face tenses up with a slight look on anger.

"Kyra. Your needed in the office" her head shot up. She stifled a laugh at her teachers anger. Some of the boys started doing the "Ohhh" thing that they think is cool.

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When Kyra gets to the office she   knocks on the door frame and her head of year, Miss Burton, turns and smiles at her. "Hello Kyra, come in darling, don't worry you're not in trouble"

It was lucky for her that she had been graced with a PE teacher as a Head of year. This was good for her because she tended to be quite good at PE. "You can sit down here"

Kyra does as instructed and lays her bag in front of her. "Firstly, Netball, Monday night against Saints are you coming or will I have to sub in someone else" she grabs the clipboard that was hooked against the wall.

"Erm... Should be a yes. I don't have anything else on a Monday" Kyra nods as her teacher writes that on the keyboard. "I'll ask your parents about it. And secondly, you need to pack your stuff up to go home in ten minutes"

Kyra looks up "Why?" she asks, trying not to sound rude. The teacher looks at her notes and shrugs "You have a relative named Shelby Graces don't you?"

"Yes she is my cousin" I
Kyra informed her. She was confused, Shelby lived in America, she was in the UK. What did Shelby want?

Of course she wasn't at all complaining, she loved Shelby and hadn't seen her in ages so this was a huge win in her books.

"Well you can go to your locker if you need to. If anyone asks you why you are out tell them to run it by me"

Kyra gets up and walks down the halls and simply knocks on all the windows of her friends classes. Their teachers weren't impressed but she couldn't really care less. Nor would she ever with anything.