Megan of Radyr Comprehensive
Registration- Mrs Cowling- History Teacher. A couple of days until prom.
Radyr Comprehensive School. A school were anything could happen… On one normal day where nothing could possibly go wrong, apart from one girl tearing the three boys apart by just walking into her new form North East, her name, Megan Nicholls. She had long golden hair that fell down just below her shoulders, her eyes a darkest of brown; I think she’s got mascara on. Anyway her lips as red as velvet, as for her cheeks were like roses planted on her face... not like a tattoo on her face that would just be creepy, yeah, I’ll just carry on with the story! That’s the best thing to do isn’t it!
“Ah, you must be Megan. Welcome to your form North East. I’m your form tutor Miss Cowling, a history teacher.” Miss Cowling introduced herself to Megan “You can sit next to Keisha.” She said showing her to an empty seat next to me. (Lucky me! Another girl that all the boys are gonna fall in love with, and I’m gonna be the lucky winner who has to show her around the school!) “Hi.” She said in her soft and kind voice “I’m Megan” “Hey. Wait… last name?” “Nicholls” She said slowly “MEG!” I shrieked “I’ve missed you so much! We have a lot to talk about! How was Australia? I heard you went there to see a relative get married there? Any-who have to introduce you to everyone, well everyone accept Harry because he is such a pain in the ass! Oh and I’ve done you an amazing dress design.” I showed it to her. “Wow” She gasped “It’s something Rydel would wear-’’ Megan was interrupted “I don’t know who Rydel is but she can’t be as beautiful as you!” whispered Harry into Megan’s ear. “I’m Harry, the Hazzar, Captain Awesome but you can call me your Boyfriend. Oh yes, I see you’ve met the form’s freaky, gothic, superstitious, dress designer. She’s well known around these areas!” Harry smirked “Shut up Harry at least I can actually draw!” I laughed. “Keisha isn’t a freak we were friends in primary until she got a call from the F.B.I as they wanted her for a test dummy for a drug that could turn you into a psychopath” Megan answered and gave me a concerned look as if it hadn’t wearied off “Maybe I should call the circus and see if they want their freak-show back” Harry laughed. Megan and I glared at him.
“Anyway, who are your friends” Megan asked “friends what friends? Oh, you mean them.” He realised, that a long line of boys holding up flowers made out of paper and putting deodorant on, as they queued up behind Harry just to get a glimpse of Megan “He we go,” I said with a sigh and dragged myself out of the chair to see which poor souls wanted to introduce themselves to what it’s commonly known as LOVE. “Ruairidh Beverige, Rhys Carter, Archie Evans, Max Goode, Joe Gibbon, Jack Stark, Callum Shepard, Lewis Medcraft… Dan Morgan?! Seriously Dan?’’ I questioned “She’s beautiful, she’s amazing, she’s-’’ “MINE!” Dan was interrupted by James “Back off she doesn’t wanna go out with a midget” Dan cried “I am of average size” James tried to defend himself but depending on his size he might have to get his midget body guard to help him… LOL!
Anyway I’ve seen enough and I’ll return to my seat with dignity and pride! Megan followed. “So you’ve met the boys in our form of course you remember the guys from Peter Lea. But now that Harry has fallen for you, you’re gonna have every single boy after you in our year.” I was interrupted by the bell. “Now have I forgotten anything? Oh yeah stay away from the popular girls. They will befriend you just to get to Harry and the others. They’re like wolves, they’ll work as a team to hunt you down, and devour you piece by piece. They may look stupid but they are really not!” I said in a very sly and sinister tone. We gathered our stuff and headed out of the form “Meg, if I may call you that? May I have the great honour of escorting you to our first lesson?” Harry asked polity. “Back off Romeo she’s with me!” I claimed “Hang on Keisha I’m sure Harry wouldn’t mind taking us both to our first lesson and yes you may call me Meg” Megan thought “oh for Christ sake!” I whispered to myself.
