The Girl Under the Bleachers

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Have you ever fell that you didn’t fit in? Your lost in a group of people? Have you ever felt invisible?

Well that me MISS INVISIBLE

Hi my name’s Elizabeth but you can just call me Lizzy or Inviz-Lizzy that’s what people call me at

school. But then again they don’t know I exist. No one does. I haven’t had the best to the year,

my mom and dad died in a car accident, so I live with my aunt in her penthouse in London.

Don’t get me wrong I love my aunt but she’s busy her life being an actress

in the west end, and I could be more happy for her. So now I have to start all over in a new

high school call the ‘The Sirius Academy for bright young stars’, not that I what to be famous

or any thing, but that’s where my mom and dad met and in some ways, walking down the

halls I feel close to them again.

So If you ever find you way to ‘The Sirius Academy for bright young stars’ look for the girl under

bleachers, that’s were you’ll find me.

Chapter 1

I walked in to that class room and looked round att my new class mates 

“So today day class we have a new student, Miss Matthews, please come up and introduce yourself”

“mmm… Hi. My name is….” I froze up, I didn’t know what to do they were all looking at me.

“Well class seeing as Elizabeth has lost her voice. This is Elizabeth Matthews

from Boulder, Colorado” the teacher nod at me to take my set.

So I walked up to the only seat in the class right at the back and next to the window. The view from here

was amazing, you can see all of the grounds from here. There was a large tree reaching up to our window,

which is pretty impressive considering that we’re on the third floor. The sports shed was in the corner, a

huge race track in the middle, a canteen with smaller greenery and some bleachers.

“Miss Matthews, MAY I have your attention please!” exclaimed Mr Whittington.

Hmm I wonder if his first name is Dick “Sorry” I replied, as everyone started snickering “Yes, sir”

“What is the answer to question 2c” Mr Whittington asked snidely

“Umm… 42?” I answered “ Yes” PHEW, I never thought that would work, I guess 42 is the answer to life,

the universe and everything, as said in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. I went back to staring out

window soon after, I don’t have a very good attention span. When the bell rang, I was alert enough to

hear because I’ve done this for a long time so I have experience but I wasn’t fast enough to escape

Mr Whittington.

“Please, Miss Matthews pay attention in class”

“Yes, sir. It won’t happen again”

“See that it doesn’t”

Running out of there to get outside, I slipped on the first step of the second floor staircase and tumbled down.

I landed in a heap, everyone started laughing and no one helped me up. I got so angry, but I didn’t let it affect

me, instead I got up and limped out of the building. As I sat under the bleachers, feeling so alone and empty

it physically hurt, I thought about my situation as a whole. I had only one thing to say, a silent tear running

down my face.

“Bring it on, try and break me” I whispered, smiling

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