Ten years later...
mmmm the smell of grandmother's meals in the morning just give you the right buzz to wake you up. Thank goodness she makes amazing food, I am so grateful to her.
*bark!*
"Hey Cookie, how you doing?" Ruffling Cookie's fur makes me so happy that Grandmother allowed me to have a pet in her house.
"Redena! Breakfast is ready, its your favourite! Chocolate waffles topped with strawberry and cherry mixed syrup! Oh! Good morning Redena."
"Grandmother, you can just call me Red, I prefer it."
"Nonsense, I want to call you by the beautiful name I picked out. Besides, only friends call you Red. Now please, sit down and eat your breakfast, you look lovely today although I still don't know why you are hanging onto this red coat. Where did you even get this from?" Grandmother held the red coat up high where the zippers and buckles were hanging off the sides.
"It was mother's. It's the only thing I could keep of hers since her and father didn't write a will."
Grandmother's face looked surprised as though she thought there was a will.
"Anyways, bye grandmother! See you this afternoon. Bye Cookie!"
*bark!*
At school...
Sometimes I hate school. I only like coming to school for the learning...surprise surprise. Socialising with other beings just bewilders me like why do we have to interact? Its just a waste of time, if you want to talk to me just text me.
*RIIIIIIIIING*
"Okay class, I want you to turn to page 2 of the handout I gave you and read the second stanza. I want you to highlight a quote that appeases you."
Ms White was always delicate with us rowdy bunches of little brats, but I guess she doesn't mind the fact that a quarter of the class isn't paying attention to her but their devices. iPhones are going to revolutionise this damn world. What is wrong with the simple flip phones? They aren't as bad as they can be. But I can't say anything, I have one of the limited editions of the MacBooks that my dear grandmother got me for Christmas.
When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.
Pfft, yeah right. Maybe centuries ago but not in this corrupted society.
"Alright class, once you have highlighted a quote, I want you to write a extended response based upon what you think of it. Minimum 250 words. This is important for your exams coming up, I am marking your judgement and how you can back it up."
This is going to be easy. English has got to be my favourite subject and not because I am acing it, but because its a place where I can express myself...haha well in my mind of course, no way am I going to present to this dopey class.
*RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*
"Okay class, this extended response is due tomorrow morning, I want you to handwrite it and give it to me. Class dismissed."
Great. That bell means, I have Earth and Environmental. Which means, Mr Grouchy pants. I should just skip and come in fourth period, I'll say I had stomach cramps if he asks. I'll just go to the construction room and chill, I mean Mr Grouchy pants isn't going to be in it so I will be fine.
Wait who's that? Hm, thats a new person I haven't seen before.
Gosh I hate my project, like who creates a trinket box with a secret compartment, its stupid, I'm stupid. I feel like everything I do these days it pointless because its crap.
*CLANG!*
What was that!? I'm outta here.
*squeak* I swear, this room has to be fixed up, its messed up, oh and look there's the reason why it's messed up.
"Ms Riding, where were you in third period?" Looking at so called Mr Fiorelli, he didn't seem as grouchy as I expected. Before I could even speak he interrupts...how rude.
"Sit down and copy the notes on the board onto your laptop, we have discussed about the forces of the environment. Well Mr Wolf, fine of you to join us as well,"
If I could imagine the sound that Mr Grouchy could use for his eyebrow raising, it would be similar to the sound of the door.
"Sit next to Redena."
*chime* This chat noise is quite loud, wait who's this?
[ hi, sorry for disturbing you but what are we learning? ]
*click, click* Thank goodness typing seemed like I was doing work.
[ Its cool, currently working about the forces of the environment. ]
*chime*
[ Awesome! Thanks :) ]
*click, click*
[ It's alright, what's your name? ]
*chime*
[ Gray Wolf, yours? ]
*click, click*
[ Redena Riding, nice to meet you ]
*chime*
[ Nice to meet you too, talk to you later ;P ]
"Class, make sure you have completed these notes and if they are done, I want you to complete the activities from the class discussion page. Class dismissed."
*RIIIIIIIIING*
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(Picture of Redena)
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Teen FictionWhat would you think if your best friend killed your parents? Hatred? Anger? or just all out confused? Redena Riding, a simple country girl who lives in a rich neighbourhood with her Grandmother. Her life was simple and ongoing as it is but she suff...