Day 1: Hello Chronicle,
So today our lame homeroom teacher Mrs. Chank gave us these dumb journals to everyone. She told us that we could write whatever we want in them and that they are for the new teacher Mr. Stook. He teaches a new class that is to help us find our true selves. I know it is stupid. Every week he will be reading them and giving us advice. Oh, I am Arthur by the way. I am a sixteen year old girl and there isn't anything that interesting about me. Here is my picture.We were also told that we can put pictures, wrappers, etc. in it. Also earlier I bumped into this girl on my way to Mrs. Chank's classroom. And, she sits by me too. Her name is Ella Jane. We have the same schedule for our classes so maybe we could be friends. I don't have many friends though, none of my two friends go to this school so I am pretty much the "lone wolf"of my school. Well if my mother's friends daughters that I am forced to hang out with count. Ella Jane is the opposite of me though. She is fun and a risk taker. I am the opposite. I am dark and boring. I am a photographer though. If you think that is fun. I usually take black and white pictures of scenery. Earlier when I went into Mr. Stooks room he told us the complete truth. Three words. Reality. Is. Boring. He told us that his class is a special class for kids with special personalities. So why did he pick me? I am not special. He also told us that he is going to give us advice to "interpret reality differently" as he said. He seems so lame. Like who does this guy think he his? The president of our lives? Heh heh, no. I am the QUEEN of my life and he is not going to change it. I am fine with my life. I wouldn't change for any dumb teacher. I try not to be mean to other people so I am a decently nice person. But do you know what is stupid beyond stupidity? Whenever I am nice to guys, everyone else thinks I supposably like him. And I don't. I don't have "feelings" as you normal people call them. You know what also bugs me? Well a lot of things, but here's another thing. Whenever a new teacher does attendance they always look surprised that the name Arthur Kay can belong to me, a girl. Like what, it's just a name, a creative name. Well that's all for now. Bye Chronicle.
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Against the Wind
RandomArthur, a sixteen year old girl is given Journal to write her feelings in that her new teacher will be reading. She is misunderstood girl and she doesn't believe in herself. Along the way she meets a girl witch is the complete opposite of her. They...