A Colourful Place

Chapter 1

"Oh-no what has Brooke done?" I though to myself, looking up at her through my hair.

I broke out of my thoughts Putting my fringe behind me ear I got a clear view of what was happening. The Teacher and Brooke, were starring at each other, you could almost see the tension in the air. The teacher looked at Brooke disappointed. Ms. Kanikula said sadly "Brooke you know where to go, to think you had made so much progress!"

Brooke Loudly Pushed her chair in it and walked along the dark blue carpet, dragging her feet she went. Brooke opened the class door and walked out heading for the counselor's office. Ms. Kanikula clapped her hand and instructed us to get on with our work.

As I look down at my half-filled page, My friend, Tamara lightly touched my arm and whispered "Hay, I need to talk to you about something at brake, Meet me in the library." she said. Tamara turned back to her work and continued along, I picked up my black pen and did the same.

The rest of the lesson went on without any disturbances, only the occasionally chatter. When lunch came around I had almost forgotten about what Tamara had said during English. As I made my way to the library eating my cheese sandwich, I bumped into Caitlin, the most talkative girl I have ever met. I continued along and portended not to notice what had happened. she speed up and walked next to me. Caitlin began to open her mouth to speak, but I quickly walked a head of her so I wouldn't have to hear all about how the earth spins on and axis or that she has had so much homework.

Once I had lost Caitlin in a crowd of year 8's, I mad a bee-line for my destination. Once in the Library I walked past the Dull Gray shelves and to the reading area. I had found Tamara, Ann and Paul Sitting on the Black leather sofa.

"Sorry, I got caught up with Miss Chatterbox." I say to the group. Ann giggled, Paul rolled his eyes, both known what she can be like.

"Doesn't matter your here now!" Tamara exclaimed. I sat in the empty spot next to Ann.

"Okay, you know how people are saying that 'Colour' Excises?" asked Tamara. "Well, I have found some proof." Tamara said continuing. Reaching in the front pocket of her bag, she pulled out a small piece of cloth in the corner it had a flower stitched into it.

Ann, Paul and I leaned in to get a closer look.

"They aren't shades, what is it?" asked Paul curiously.

"Well, their Colours." whispered Tamara to the group. I looked at the small stitched in flower with shock.

"The rumors are true? How can that be, why would people we trust lie to us about such a big thing?" I thought. Paul looked around at us and said just what I had been in my head.

Ann looked up from the cloth and said " We shouldn't tell anyone."

"Agreed!" I said at the same time as everyone else in the group. Just as we had finished if it had been wait for us, the bell rung which signed everyone to get back to class.

The rest on the day went on as smoothly like usually, when the finally bell of the day had rung like everyone else I walked to the school gate, I hoped on the school bus and waited for it to take me home.