The working mind of Thisbe Tringket
I dont have alot of time so listen carfully, my name is Thisbe Tringket and I need your help. But for you to fully understand I need to start from the begining. So heres what happened...
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It was the first day of school, a perfect day, it seemed as if nothing could possibly go worng. I was starting 10th grade at the Vancouver school for gifted teenagers, in other words the smart kid school. This year was going to be great, i was all lined up to take my architechture coarses so I could get in to Waterloo. And I even had room to take a ceramics course!
When I walked into the school i was imediatly met by gossiping and laughter ( because we are still teenagers) and of coarse my boyfriend Zeek. Zeek was in the school because he was an amazing writer and artist, aswell as knowing everything there is to know about movies and film making. He really wanted to be a director if his parents ever approved of that ( which they didnt.) I had met Zeek in the summer at the grade 10 orriantation and we instantly hit it off. Hes sweet, kind, absalutly hilarious, and super gorgouse, of coarse! My other friends were there too, friends like Breille, Enna, Vonne, Hailey, and Elie, they were my best friends.
It all felt right except for one thing, Braxton, he was standing off to the side talking to an older man that i hadnt ever seen at VSGT and they kept looking at me. It was really wierd, usually Braxton would have his nose in a book, he hasnt talked to anyone since his parents died last year in a sunami. Sudenly I realised Zeek was trying to talk to me.
"Hello, Thisbe? Anybody there?" He said sarcasticly.
"Oh what? Sorry I wasnt listening."
'Ya i realised, I was asking you what dorm you had this year?"
"I, oh, wait I havs no clue."
'Haha of coarse you dont, you wanna co,e talk to the dean with me mabey we have the same co-ed dorm!" He was so sweet!
"That would be awsome, see you guys later!" I said to everyonr else.
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As we walk away I asked Zeek if he knew who Braxton had been talking to.
"I have no clue, he looked kind of strange though, it was probably just another collage scout looking for fresh minds to feast on. Haha. I wouldnt worrie about it."
"Why not are you calling me dumb?"
"Haha come off it Thisbe, everyone knows they all come he for you!"
He always made me feel better about anything that I was uneasy about. Everything felt fine again as he grabbed my hand and we started laughing walking to the deans office.
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Thanks for reading this is the firat chapter of my book hope you like it!!
-savdaw
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The Working Mind of Thisbe Tringket
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