The summer break keepsake

No longer a secret (18)

Kelly's PoV

Thank god it's Friday, and you may think I'm saying that because I'm excited for school to be over for another weekend but I'm actually glad it's Friday because today's the day we get to see our baby once again on the screen, only this time in a completely different setting, with no feeling of dread like I had when we first saw it, feeling like it was the first and last time we would see it.

Speaking of school, everything seems to be going well, no one has said anything negative since the incident with Kyle when he tried be funny, infact we've had a few congratulations cards from people who have known Stella for a while, which has eased Stella's anxiety a little, knowing she has a school full of supportive classmates and teachers.

As quick as Friday came round, the day itself seemed to be going slow, but it may have been because I spent it watching the clock all day, waiting for the bell for last lesson to start as that was when we was going to leave to make it in time for our appointment at 2:30.

I was sat in what will be our last lesson of the day tapping my pen against the desk, instead of reading up on the book our essay has been based on. I look over at Stella already starting to write out her essay as I sit back in my chair and sigh.

I feel Stella nudge me as she taps my textbook "it's not going to write itself?" She whispers as I look at the blank page and the unopened book "I suck at literature, I don't know why the writer chose to make it a rainy day, maybe he just loved the rain" I tell her as she laughs and pulls the book over to me "make it up, there's no wrong answers, you write what you felt when you ready the book, in my opinion the constant gloomy weather foreshadowed how the main character felt inside, the storms that she had to endure day in and day out, rain and grey weather often symbolise sadness and gloom, which is pretty much what the whole story is about, well until the end when she lets go of her past, and finds that closure, the writer helps us feel that by completely changing the atmosphere of the scene, emphasising on the clearer skies he mentions meaning brighter days are ahead" she says as I just look at her shocked

"Wow...you get all that from the weather?" I ask her as she chuckles "yeah but that's what I feel...literature is just about expressing how the words made you feel, when the story sucks you in and the words set the scene how does it make you feel, and that's all you have to write about, put yourself in the story" she tells me as I just look at her in awe.

"What?" She asks when she realises I'm staring at her "nothing, you're just incredible, no wonder you're at the top of every class miss smarty pants" I tell her as she shakes her head and chuckles "it's what happens when you just pick up a pen and try" she tells me placing my pen back in my hand and pointing to my blank page "now write" she tells me as I start to write one of the questions down I chose to focus on the one asking to choose two characters and compare how they are portrayed differently from a readers perspective but can be compared as sharing a similar characteristic.

I first start to write out the two characters I chose and why. Comparing their two personalities as north and south, opposite ends of the poles that couldn't be further apart from each other.

I took Stella's advice and put myself in the book and made myself the characters and started writing about I how I would feel as their character, and it seemed to help as I was already 2 full length pages into writing my answer before Stella nudged me.

I looked at her as she looked at my paper "wow, you're nearly burning a hole in that paper you were writing so fast" she says chuckling as she then shows me her watch.

It was 1:55, 5 minutes before the bell was due to go for last period "we better make our move" she says closing over her textbook and placing the story book on top.