Chapter 1
Two Separate Worlds
Robin walks up behind me a taps me like were playing tag. She runs ahead and giggles. Robin is tall. Has long wavy beautiful Chesapeake brown hair. Have bright green eyes and long eyelashes. Of course she wears only top brand clothing like Abercrombie or Hollister. But me on the other hand I am the shortest person in 6th grade. Have short straight as a pin straight boring brown hair. Also have dark hazel eyes. I only can afford Ross or Target. As you can tell Robin is the world's life size Barbie. So back to the story Robin and I are the top BFFLs in the world. I am always with her. We met all the way back to Preschool. That's right I knew her since I was three years old. When we were five she became my neighbor which of course brought us even closer. She is miss social butterfly of Middleburg Middle School. I am pretty shy compared to her. I ran after her making her rolled down the giant hill. She had grass stains all over her old designer jeans. She giggled and just kept rolling. She finally stopped and we walked home.
"What are you doing this afternoon? Can you hang out?" I questioned.
"What is this Elizabeth 20 question? Sorry I can't hang out this afternoon swim practice then gymnastics." Robin informed me.
Did I tell you she is the most athletic person at our school. I have proof in the 2011 yearbook P.15. We reached our houses and went our sperate way. Literally she got in her mom's Lamborghini and drove off to swim practice. While I was in my mom's minivan driving to drop off my sister Cristin to Daisies at the Elementary school.
"Mommy today I'm getting my purple pedal. That's my sixth pedal!" Cristin bragged in her little kindergartener voice.
"Good job sweetie! Keep working on it." Mom examined, "Come on kids lets go inside to drop off Cristin."
"Good afternoon young daisy! Oh hello Elizabeth i need your help today in Daisies. Would you mind?" Mrs. Cannon asked.
"Um......" I stared then mom nudged me.
"She would love to help today!" Mom covered up for herself.
Chapter 2
Daisies' Help
"Elizabeth can you pass out project objectives for me?" Mrs. Cannon asked.
"Sure Mrs. Cannon. Where are the worksheets? Are they on your desk?" I replied.
She pointed to her desk and started to explain what they were going to do. I picked up the papers and passed them out. Daises isn't that bad well maybe it's a little boring but it's better than being home alone. We were making paper dolls and a little girl named Aria came over and gave me a hug and whispered thank you to me. Then we did a worksheet on leadership and kindness. I guess that's what life is about leading people to the right path and spreading kindness. Maybe that's also what separates us kids at school the jocks, the popular, the nerds, the shy ones, then me the normal social people.
"Elizabeth can you pass out the handbooks?" Mrs. Cannon asked pointing into the stacks of books in the back corner next to her desk.
"Sure i'll pass out the handbooks." I replied.
