My name's Joe Anderson, and I'm 12 years. I really love to write and read or so Language Arts. As you know, I don't have any silblings nor relatives. I lived alone on a big house, and I have only my parents (Mom & dad). I've been living as the only child in the house, and also the only one who actually wants to have a sister. A sister is all I could ever wish for. I forgot to say that I was the smartest kid in school, but there's some that is smarter, but I I'll just say I'm smarter in 7th grade.
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I woke up really happy in the morning ready for first day of school. Hope to make new friends. Even though I don't like people, I still like friends to have fun with me. My dad was still at work and my mom's in her room sick. So, that means I'll have to make my day better without my mom or dad. Or should I say "parents"?
I walk to the bus stop, and waited there for a long time. The bus came to the bus stop. I went inside the bus and sat in the front of the seats. Everyone knows I like to sit in the front of the bus. So everyone always saved me a seat in the front row just for me. I heard that the 8th graders are in the back of the bus. I also heard that if I was in 8th grade I could be in the back of the bus next year. I can't wait to be there.
The bus arrived to the front of the school builing. Everyone went out of the bus, and into the school. I walked into the school building, and through the hall way. Soon I arrived to a 7th grade classroom, and sat on a desk. I sat there and saw a boy my age. He has blond hair, and blue eyes. I think he's taller than me, but that doesn't matter to me. Then the school bell ring, and everyone went to their seats, and face to Miss. K. She's always the same as far as I know her.
Suddenly a kid was sent to the office, he's the boy I saw a few minutes ago. Why do he have to go to the office? Hmm. . . I guess he's just another trouble maker. Then Miss. K look back at the classroom.
"Ok, for now. We need to know everyone's name." said Miss. K.
I gaze around the room, and look back at my notebook that I've prepare for the school year. Then I think something. . . I smiled, and waited for the class to be over.
(30 minutes later)
"Okay, that's all for today." Said Miss. K.
Everyone put their stuff away. As soon as I know, the school bell ring. I stand up and saw Miss. K hurtle to the office. I wonder what trouble the boy's in? I ddin't care much, I just went to my locker, and grab my lunch box. Then I went outside the school building. The boy sat on a bench near a school sidewalk.
I walked to the boy as I carry my lunch box. Then I ask him.
"Can I sit here?" I ask.
The boy didn't talk but he move aside to give me the sign that he said yes. We're pretty silent util I started to talk.
"You're like the first student to send to the office in the whole school this year." I said.
He nodded, and we both got quiet again. I couldn't understand why everyone talks so many things, and this guy. No, he's way different. Such a quiet boy my age.
"By the way, I'm Joe Anderson." I said.
"My name's Junior, Junior Walker." said Junior.
I look at him, and think for a minute. Hmm. . . he's kind of nice.
"Do you want to be friends?" I ask happily.
He nodded, and looked away for a minute.
We both finished our lunch, and got so quiet that no one could actually breath loudly. suddenlly the school bell ring, everyone went inside the school building. Me and Junior went inside too, but we didn't talk the way in. Junior and I went to the same class, he sat next to me. When the second school bell rings, Miss. K came in the class room. She held a stack of books which is about math stuff. Junior started to take a blank pieces of paper, and he folds it in half, then in quater. Miss. K made an anouncement. I look around and then I look at Junior. I tried to talk, but I can't. I don't want to be disturbing Miss. K when she speaks. Besides, I'm the class leader so I can't make a single trouble. I don't even wanted to be a trouble maker. So I shut my mouth, and kept it closed.
Before I notice, Junior already finished folding the pieces of paper. He aim it to the front of the classroom. I tried to speak but it was useless. . . It was too late, the paper airpane is already blasting off through the cassroom. My mouth opened really wide, and then I look at Junior. He giggled at me. I did knw why, but I think he got in trouble again, for the second time in a row today. Wow, that's so much.
Later that afternoon, school for today was finished. I went to the school bus. I sat in the front seat of the bus. I look out the window, and saw Junior being picked up by his dad, or brother. I ddn't mind to wonder long. The bus moved out of the front school. I gaze at the school util I couldn't see it anymore. I feel lke Junior is going to be a great friend. Maybe something better than a friend.
A few minutes later, the bus stopped on my bus stop. I got out of the bus and walked along the sidewalk as the bus pass by. As I walk, I can see that my neighborhood seemed to be quiet most of the day. Maybe I'm used to being quiet.
I arrived home, and took a key out fom my pocket. I plug the key to the key hole and I open the door. Usually nobody's home, but I didn't care much. As I walk to the kitchen, I saw some candy on the table in the center of the room. I grabbed the cady and went straight to my bedroom. My room was cold and clean, or should I say calm. I put my backpack on the bed, and sat on my desk.
I look around the room, and then snapped my finger.
"That's right! I gotta do homework from class!" I said.
Then I took out a white pieces of paper, and a pencil. I think for a minute and started to write. The whole time I was writing, and focusing. When I'm hungry, I just ate candy to keep my from hunger.
After I finished homwork, I went to my bed, and sat there for a long time. I stare at the blank wall for a long long long time. Before I notice, I fell asleep. I couldn't hear myself breathing or moving. But I could feel the breeze through my face. I opened my eyes, I see a land of green grass, and clear blue sky. I ran around the field with joy and amazment.
Suddenly I woke up again with an amazing happy feeling. I don't know why, but I think I liked it. When I arrived to school for the second sxhool day. I heard that there was new kid in school, I also heard that everyone called him Jelly Belly for his nickname. But I guess his real name was Bently Hanker. He seemed like a bully, or so I guess.
On the other hand, I don't want to be a bystander. So, that means I got to do something to keep the school in place. But before that, I got to start something and have prove for my hard work. I need a partner to help me solve the problems. Someone. . .
I felt like Junior can join me, or somebody that has a talent, a talent that'll help make my group or partner better. But I think again. He might not be intrested in this kind of thing.
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