I looked at the watch, but there was no watch. I look at the clock on the wall. Mrs. Betty gives me an absent slip and gives me a wink too.
"Oh my god! You still remember me!Thank you!" I give her a big great hug.
On my way to my math class, I noticed people looking at me. Probably my red hair.WHY DO I HAVE RED HAIR? I look at my hair. I stare in horror. IT'S BLONDE!!!Then, I look at my shoes and clothes. Wait. Didn't I see these pants in the latest fashion magazine? Didn't I see Amanda Verlice wear these shoes today? OH NO. She's going to accuse me of copying her. Speaking of Amanda Verlice, I need to go to class now. I run to 342, my math room.
The math teacher glances at me and then points at the homework bin. I put an absent slip on her desk. I rush to get my homework out of my backpack. UGH. My locker probably still has"RED HEAD" on it. Sigh. But I didn't see any locker with any drawings or words.I glance through every locker to find mine. Wait. When did my locker turn pink?I open my locker. Inside was decorated with diamonds and glitter. OMG! It's so cute! But wait. This looks familiar. OMG! ISN'T THIS AMANDA VERLICE'S LOCKER???!!! I look over to her locker. Surprisingly, it's just plain. I check my locker number. It's 53, my locker. Hmm. I reach to grab my backpack.Somehow, my plain, red backpack turned into a pink, glittery backpack with hearts on it. I check the backpack to make sure my homework is in it. Phew. All my homework is in it. I took out the math homework, and all of my messy handwriting was replaced with neat printing. I check the answers to make sure they are correct. They are! Somehow, I feel like Miss Perfect Amanda Verlice. Or maybe I am. I rush back to the classroom and turn my packet in. Then, I sit at an empty desk in the back. Immediately, 8 hands shot up. Including Mackenzie's, Megan's, and Amanda's.They are probably going to tell someone or make a snobby comment. The teacher called on Amanda.
"Mrs. Hazel, can I sit with Brienne to help her catch up?" Amanda asked. I am so shocked!!!!!! Did Amanda just ask to sit with me? I watched as she moved her pencil case and notebook onto the table next to me. I think she's going to pull a MASSIVE prank on me to humiliate me in front of the whole class. Instead, she said,
"Hey, Brienne. Love your shoes! I bought a pair exactly like yours!OMG! Your notebook and pencil case are so cute! I LOVE them!" Was I dreaming, or did she say something nice to me? By the way, my notebook and pencil case are NOT cute! It's just plain green. I look at my pencil case and notebook. They turned glittery pink just like my backpack! I suddenly remember what Mrs. Betty said. "Brienne, this gummy bear will change your life. It will make you feel better, but also really better." But was this better? Maybe. And maybe I will become popular! Maybe my life would just go on like this.
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Gummy bear
Ficção GeralBrienne knows that most people would give anything to be the daughter of a multimillionaire, but she would give anything to be normal. She lives in a old but big house that, is, well, REALLY dirty. And she has red hair, which, like, NOBODY has. Brie...
