The Girl With Her Head in the Clouds (1

Chapter 1

I was looking out the window of my room and I noticed that some people were standing outside. One was a boy with dark brown hair and a green sweater and the boy standing next to him was a boy in a red sweater and light brown hair. I opened my window and listened to the boys parents talk to the neighboor, Barbra.

"Hello," she said, "I'm Barbara; I live across the street from you. Well, I just wanted to introduce my self and to introduce my son." She turns around and calls her son over. "Billy, these are our new neighbors." Billy said hi and ran back to play in his yard. I looked at billy. He looked about 9 or 10 years old. The boy with the light brown hair's name was Jeff. And the boy with the dark brown hair's name was Liu. Apparently they were brothers.

"Well," said Jeff's mom, "I'm Margaret, and this is my husband Peter, and my two sons, Jeff and Liu." They each introduced themselves, and then Barbara invited them to her son's birthday. Jeff and his brother were about to object, when their mother said that they would love to. Barbra walked back into her house and so did they others.

The next day when I got on the bus, I saw that the boys from the other day were on my bus. But when we got to their bus stop, i saw a horrific sight. Randy, Keith, and Troy were lying on the ground, unconscious. I covered my mouth and gasped as the bus driver Got out of the bus and called the police. Who did this? Randy and I have been friends since first grade. Yeah, he was a jerk. And yeah, he was a big bully. But he was actually nice to me. Now, me and Randy were officially dating. Later that day, I saw Jeff and Liu again. They were in my math class and they each sat next to me. The school day went by pretty slow. But when I got home, the police were parked in front of my house. I walked up to the officer and tapped on his shoulder.

"Um. Excuse me. What's going on?" I asked. The officer turned around. "We have witnesses that you were in a deep relationship with Randy Anderson. I wanted to just inform you that he's in the hospital from being stabbed and punched." He said. I looked down at my feet. "I­-Is he okay?" I asked, tearing up a little.