I was escorted by mum and my soon to be teacher to a class full of children. Some were crying, others were eager to learn but I was already bored out of my mind. After being assigned a seat and books, I slowly made my way towards a girl with ridiculous pigtails. I always braided my hair. I may sound like a very disturbed kid but my partner was like an energizer bunny. Always smiling and talking. I was fed up. I found out her name was Camille. When she wasn't talking, she was either drawing unicorns on my hands or telling me stories. During break time, I took out my sandwich and started eating it slowly. Camille started talking about her dolls again so I shoved the remaining piece of my sandwich into her mouth to shut her up. Turns out, she choked on it. I started laughing. It was hilarious how she started wailing like a drowning panda. The whole class hated me but I didn't give a shit. I was a loner. No one wanted to talk to me after that but I didn't mind. I valued some alone time. To say my mom was pissed would not suffice. She was red with anger, almost exploding. I simply kept quiet and let her finish. I was grounded for a month.
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Fairly Odd
Roman pour AdolescentsNorah Roberts, not your typical average girl. I honestly suck at this. I guess you'll just have to read and find out. Lots of love. Mwaah.