I opened my locker and took my books and Anne's books out .Looking at the new period for this year .Ok let see mine is English, Art ,Geography ,Astronomy, Maths and French. Noo! I suck at geographical thing why not history! Help help please I want to pass this year. I go on my knees and start my prayer "Lord ok I know you busy because when you needed me I was busy but please Lord just make it a mix up and say that its history ,amen"I look up to see everyone looking at me even those who always make out .Oh no "Go on with your lives people I was just praying ,the stuff that you'll stop doing so ,yeah so I'd hang my head in shame if I were you .jeez"
I stand up and take Anne's books and her time table and I start running down the hallway.
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An:sorry its so short .I'll try to make it longer.
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Our Broken Grey Skies
Roman pour AdolescentsGrey Skies ,blue eyes ,black jeans,one smirk,one song , two people and one forever.doesn't that sound perfect .well...it isn't if that's your idea . Book1. ************************************
