Zendaya Story

The beginning

My name is Charlie and I go to Cliffrock high. I am new and i don't know anyone from this school it around this area. My first day at school is today and I don't know if I should be excited or scared.

I walk into the school hall and everyone stares at me with shock. I felt as if I had done something wrong and I did not feel very good. I sat down next to a teacher that gave me a little smile.

The assembly finished and as I went to leave the assembly I tripped over a boys leg that looked alot a older than me. Everybody laughed and I felt really bad.

I went to my first class and as I entered, the teacher welcomed me into he class room where once again everyone stared at me. I sat down but this time someone yelled out " TRIP" everyone started to snigger. I don't know what was so funny but the name caught on.

Everywhere I went I was known for my awful nickname, Trip. But as I was walking down the halls someone put their juice box down my back. I WAS SICK OF THIS!!!! The halfway erupted into an echo of laughter and I ran through people crying. My head was in my hands so o did not know where I was goibg and I bumped into Zendaya.

She took me to an art room and gave me a tissue. I finally realises who she was and yelled with excitement. She covered my mouth and I slowly recovered from shock.

She smiled at me and I smiled back at me and at that moment I knew that there was a connection. To be honest I thought she was much prettier in person and heaps more nice.

We talked about our hobbies and likes and dislikes. But the school bell cut our conversation short. So I went home with not face down to avoid any harassment. Once I reached my house I told my older brother about all that happened and how I met Zendaya.

He was quite mad about the trading part and wanted to go to my school to sort the bullies out but I settled him down. If he went to.my school it wouldn't help anything but just make matters worse for me.

The next day at school I met up with Zendaya again she helped me find my way around school more quickly and showed me shortcuts.

After many months went home past we became the best of friends and I turned from the punching bag of the school to the one everyone wanted to be with. Things were only getting better.