THE LIFE OF A SCHOOL GIRL

PART ONE : DAY ONE

I'm Candice, and I don't know what I'm doing. Well at this moment I do know, I'm listening to music while I walk to school. Yes, you heard me school, the place us teens dread the most. Lucky for me I don't have any reason do dislike school, maybe because I have no friends Which equals no drama. I'm ok with that though.

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Enough chatting I need to get to form, classroom b3, my teacher is nice.her name is Miss Stone. The students however are not so kind but that's not my problem to deal with.

I untuck my chair and sit down, sighing because today is the worst day on my timetable. "ugh I hate today" I mumble to myself. I roll my eyes because right now I don't have the energy. I look up and listen to the announcements for today there's nothing interesting, as per usual, Miss Stone just talks about after school clubs and what not. I'm not really listening fully, my eyes move across the classroom looking at everybody untill I see her. She's the only person worth my time in here. Her name is Abigail Trueman, she's pretty. I've never actually spoke her though maybe once in a while in class but that's it. She has long, straight brown hair with blue eyes. She's fairly tall and has a great big smile plastered across her face. I wish I was the one making her smile.

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I've gone off track completely I should probably tell you about myself, well as you know I'm Candise, well Candise Keirnan. I have curly brown hair to my shoulders, a face full of freckles and dark blue eyes. People often tell me I'm short which I already know considering im 5'2 and I am 14, making me a year nine. Although I turn 15 this year, if you care about that sort of thing. I spend my days going to school, coming home then going to sleep I don't really know what I do in-between. I guess I enjoy scribbling in my notebook, reading and listening to music which is about it.

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"Ow" I say, because I've managed to run into somebody. The person starts speaking to me, the one I just hit, "hey! Sorry about that, you alright?" I look up it's a boy, whoever he is I wish he could stop talking to me his voice is annoying. I grumble under my breath "yea sure" and try to swifty move on but this mystery boy is having none of it. "Errm are you sure?" By this point I want to go hide in the nearest bathroom to avoid talking at all costs, but end up not because then I'd look stupid running away. Once again I blurt out "yes, ok?" He stands shyly and brushes the hair out of his face. Why is he looking at me still? "Great just wanted to make sure" I don't even get a chance to say anything back before he runs past me. Confused by the interaction I just continue my way to class. Drama.

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There are no words in the English language to describe how much I despise drama. It's my worst nightmare, who actually wants to go on a stage and talk to a crowd who just mock your every word? I sure don't. Well regardless it's my turn to perform. We are doing a scene from Romeo and Juliet. My partner Antonio wanted to be Juliet for some shits and giggles I don't really care though. When Antonio starts to speak my mind goes numb. I have to hold back my tears because it's embarrassing to cry on stage unless that's what the lines tell you to do. Then he finishes and I start, I don't honestly remember how I managed to move my lips but I did. I hated every second of it. I turn and realise we are finished I sigh in relief and get off the stage and go back to the seat on the floor. Watching everybody else seems easy, how do they do it? I sure as hell couldn't tell you.

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By the time lunch time rolls around I've lost all interest in eating. I look down at my phone, which I've been holding in my lap, it's 1:29pm. Great. I still have untill 40 past so I decide to stand up, plug in my headphones and wander around.

I keep walking untill I hear the bell for 5th lesson go off. The bell keeps me sane without it I think all my lessons would feel like they've blended into one. I pull up my timetable and check my lesson, the one I've been dreading the most out of this horrible day. Music. You would think music is fun, right? You'd be dead wrong. I sit in the row infront of the mean girls, they are the worst, then my teacher, Mr Sim is a nightmare aswell he is so strict and I cant stand him. He smells disgusting too which just adds the the horror of it all.

I walk into his lesson 10 minutes late because I decided to drag my body the longest way possible to get to his class. "And where have you been Miss Keirnan." I hate it when he uses my last name. "To the bathroom" was the only reply I could come up with on the spot. He shrugs it off as I do this every time and tells me to sit down. Which I do. The first thing that happens when I sit is the giggles coming from the row behind. Not having the energy I put my head on the desk while my arms swing at my sides. This peace soon destroyed when the 3 girls had the brilliant idea to throw paper at the back of my head. I pick up a peice and read what had been wrote on it. "useless emo girl go kill urself." How creative I mumble and drop the paper back on the floor. What a nightmare.

DAY ONE : END OF DAY

hellooo please tell me if I made any spelling mistakes so I can fix them!!