"Mum, do I have to go to school" I cry as mum put up the washing on the clothesline. "Lisa" she starts, here we go again. "Last week, you stayed home all five days just because you didn't want to do social practice". "Yeah, but that was last week" I say hopefully. "Well I don't care your going to school whether you like it or not" she says stiffly. I sigh.
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"Bye, Mother" I say gritting my teeth, "Be good" she sighs as I walk out the door to the bus stop.
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I harden my grip on my bag as I walked up to the student reception. "Um, my class went off to camp and I didn't get to go and, so which classroom do I go to" I mumble awkwardly. "Oh hey Lisa, your in 5B with Miss.Magian" Miss Patsy (the receptionist) says. I nod and walk to the year 5 building.
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Ok I've gotta name this day the most boring-est, lamest, longest S.C.H.O.O.L EVER!!!
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