"Okay then Marshmallow brain what did you get up to last night???" Yaz asked as they walked to their first classes
"Nothing really. Helping with all mums Christmas arrangements. Why you asking?"
"Just because I wasted all my credit trying to text you like I said I would before we left yesterday!!"
"Oh yeah sorry I was .... Ummmmmmm....... HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH MY NEIGHBOURS PANDA! " Izzy blurted out. Getting some strange looks from the people around the corridor.
"Look Izz, if you were with Joe that's fine but can't you at least text me to say u can't talk or something?"
"If I remember maybe I will " Izzy said as they turned into the next door the passed.
History. Great. Made up of boring history with a bit of war in between. Though the teacher this year was nice enough.
Providing Izzy remembered her homework!
"Izzy have you at least DONE this weeks homework?" She asked , scowling at Izzy whilst she rummaged through her bag.
"Wait!" Izzy cried .
"I got it!" She yelled pulling a piece of paper out of her bag
The whole of the class clapped Izzy , congratulating her on the first week out of the 6 week term that she'd actually remembered her homework.
"oh cheers guys!" She exclaimed laughing .
YOU ARE READING
Ten Strikes
Roman pour AdolescentsA new story about a girl, her self Harming and how she managed to get through it.
