I dropped in the blueberries and stirred the porridge together while I navigated myself towards the hard wooden chair.i started to shovel my breakfast into my mouth and savoured the sweet taste of the fruity treat.i know what you're thinking.BLUEBERRIES!? A treat?! Well they are for me, for where I come from.when you live here the only fruit you get if your lucky is an apple, and that's only when crinkle decides you deserve it. Crinkle, the head at sandrow comprehensive school for youths with challenging behaviour. It's a bit of a mouthful so I call it SCSYCB, but It basically means it's a school for bad kids. You might think, how did I end up here, Amanda rita Jones, a good little girl with high grades, a musical ear, a beautiful face and body, rich parents, a hot boyfriend and tons of skinny little bitches with plastic nails to call friends.well
