My name is April and this is the story of my hard, but fun life. I'm 11 years old and things are pretty tough in 6th grade... The year is just starting and I can't what to see what middle school is like! All my friends will be there. Emily, Gabby, Heather, and Isabelle. Emily is tall with short brown hair and brown eyes. Gabby has long, dark brown hair and brown eyes. Heather has short brownish hair and light blue gray eyes. And Isabelle has short, purple hair and glasses. I, April, have long dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. I hope you like my story just as much as I do, it starts out rough but soon turns into a fun adventure of me trying to gain justice.
I walked into the front doors of Ember Square Middle School. Taking a long deep breath, I forced myself through the crowd. No turning back now... I thought wearily. A hand slipped on the back of my shoulder and a familiar voice cracked through the noisy halls of the new middle school. Emily! I turned around, full of happiness. Then even more happiness plunged through my heart as I saw, not only Emily but... Gabby, Heather, Isabelle! "Guys! How was your summer? Mine was great!" I said in a pumped voice. I looked at their tired faces, but they were excited to see me. They all groaned in unison, including Heather. "Hehehe that's the friends I know!" I giggled. The girls joined me and chuckled, happy that they were together again. Then I stopped in thought, when will we ever grow up? I looked around at the group of odd girls. A single tear dripped down my face. I quickly whipped it away, try not to think about it now, enjoy time with your friends. I smiled silently to myself. I looked around once more at my friends who were cracking up. I joined them again, trying to push the future behind me. Right now all that mattered was trying to make the most my last year with my best friends.
I woke with a start. It was a dream, a memory. I looked at my phone, forgetting the time and date. 7:08 Friday February 10th. I sighed not wanting to get up for school but I knew I had to. I got dressed, grabbed a cinnamon muffin, and headed out the door. "BYE MOM," I yelled, walking towards the school. 6th Grade was almost over... I shook my head. I need to tell them... I will tell them today. I walked faster as I went trying hard not to be late, especially not for PE.
I reached gym and sat down ready to play today. I was going to tell them at lunch. After we changed we had free time today to play anything we wanted. I ran to Gabby and Isabelle. "Wall Ball!" We shouted together. Isabelle ran to get the ball, but before we could start playing... "Hey I'm playing too!" It was Jenn and her 'sidekicks' Kayla and Lizzie. I sneered under my breath. I didn't want to play with but something inside said I could beat her. "Game on!" Gabby said. She tossed it at the wall and nodded at Isabelle. Isabelle caching it easily and throwing it again at the wall. Lizzie made a sad attempt to catch it but the ball slipped through her fingers. She ran to the wall but Gabby was quick and got her out. This time Jenn got the ball. She through it. The ball hit the wall and hurtled at me. It was coming so fast I had no time to think. I dodged it but it hit my finger, hard. I fell to the ground, skinning my knee in the process. Before thinking I stood up and headed towards Coach Long. "Wait, you ok?" Isabelle stopped me. I turned to face her, biting me lip to stop the tears. I nodded. Jenn came running to see if I was ok. Oh yes, I forgot to say, Jenn is sort of my friend-enemy. When I reached Coach Long I managed some words out, " Can I go get an ice pack?" Coach nodded. Jenn insisted on going with me but Coach refused- I personally was kinda glad. I walked out the gym doors into the hall way. That's when the tears flooded down my now red face. I sniffled, the last year with my friends and I mess all the fun up for us. At that thought more tears came dripping down my face. Then suddenly I felt very sick like I was going to throw up. I walked faster, but not in a straight line. I could see the nurses office. Almost there... My vision started to blur. No I can't pass out, I'm almost there! I tipped over my own legs, ears ringing. Then blackness grabbed my ability to see.
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Justice
Short StoryI wish life was easier. Life is a roller coaster, but it's a pretty fun ride when you get used to it. [FINISHED]