I will never forget the pain when I saw my schedule.
I got unlocked the door, threw my navy converse off my feet, zipped open my bag getting the big yellow orange folder.
My mom walks in and because she heard the news she says "let's see what you get"
I bend the little metal things and pull my schedule out.
No. I won't believe it. that was the first thing I thought.
Math---------------------T. Markwardt
Science------------------T. Markwardt
Language Arts----------?. Ford
Social studies-----------?.Ford
(I don't remember Mrs.Ford's 1st name so I just put ? instead.)
I looked at my mom fear slapped on my face.
"I'm moving."was all I said with a fake grin on my face.
She walks away and I flop down on the floor.
The next day at recess, (last day before I leave) I ask Violet if she got moved.
"No. I'm staying." She says.
"Have a fun time without me." I say sarcastically. (Sarcasm is one of my many traits ^<>^)
"Wait. What?!?!" Violet says worried out of her mind.
"Yea I'm moving." I say as I jump onto the edge around the playground.
At the end of the day me and Violet hug goodbye, and we trade phone numbers.
We still get to see each other at recess and P.E, but that's just 2 periods.
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Found A Hipster
General FictionHipsters are pretty out there. But if you get to know one you might be surprised. Never intending for her to be a Hipster but she is so I guess this is a thing.
