Four Square........to the Death

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" You got a target on your back now!" Annie grinned, I knew what that meant. CAITLIN YOU ARE GOING DOWN! Taylor laughed at my pain.

" Tay Tay you have a chance to get TWO stars......so will you make it?" Annie asked. Here's the dilemma........ME AND TAYLOR AREN'T REALLY GOOD AT THIS GAME, WHILE ANNIE IS LIKE A NINJA. Of course not as Ninja like as me. I get distracted though......watching the boys play Basketball. So the next thing I knew was that I was in first square again. Jessie was playing football and I would look over there and see who was winning. It was Way to confusing with all the guys on different teams. So I just tried my best with THREE SQUARE!!!

The whistle blew meaning we had to go in and go to Spanish......which was OK I mean it was a little boring. I did like watching Wil being called on when he didn't want to. I wanted the day to be over though, I wanted the even day's already. I loved them so much! It was when I had classes with Jessie.

" Caitlin?" Mrs. S. said, it was always confusing when she said that because there were three Caitlin's in are Spanish class. I looked up and she meant other Caitlin. I sighed and turned back to my paper. A boring Spanish class. Anders was making his chair squeak and it was going to drive me INSANE! Shawn was yelling something and I just zoned out at that point. Then BANG Wil slammed his chair into his desk because the bell had rang.

" Keery!" I called as her and Nikki started walking to the door. I caught up with them and prepared myself for music and gym. In gym we were having the mile run......which stank. I hated the mile run. I had to walk to the other side of the hallway because that is were my locker was. I was feeling a little better so I tried to catch up to Tori. She was with Stevie talking about something. I opened my locked. 9-20-5 and looked at the pile of books on the floor of my locker. What a mess...... I thought. It didn't help when my dad came for parent teacher conference and left me a note saying Your lockers as messy as your room! It wasn't a complement.........either.

" Did we have any home work?" Tori asked, I was about to explain but Mark slammed his fist into his locker, which happened to be beside mine.

" Just math." I said finally. We both closed are lockers and headed to the main staircase.........Doom came with each step as you tried to make it up the stairs as a flood of yelling pushing sixth graders ran down. Dangerouse.............



                                                                    



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