*Brooke's POV*
Whew man. 5th grade already? Seems like almost yesterday I was in pre-school! Well, I have everything I need to pass. I feel confident. I've got some friends, and I'm a good learner. What could possibly go wrong? As I walked off the bus I felt a push behind me as I turned to see the one girl most of the school hates: Victoria, though she insists to be called Torie. Ugh.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" She said in a high-pitched voice. Oh man. The rumors are true. She really is a crybaby. I remember back in the 2nd grade, people got so sick of her that they came up with the "Victoria Touch." It's kinda like the cheese touch from Diary of a Wimpy Kid, but no one would go near her or even talk to her. I kinda feel bad, to be honest. She seems pretty lonely. Oh well.
Hours go by as the teachers in our class discuss the rules and introduce us to the school. It seems HUGE compared to our elementary school. And when the bell rang, and it was time to go home, I was ready. Usually I don't like being at home because my sister, Ashley always puts up a fuss. But she is in 2nd grade now so she should be more busy learning. As I walked in the door I was greeted by my dog, Jessie. He really is a good boy, but it is a shame that he has to be separated from my cat, Nixie. She is so lovable. Anyway I get home and immediately take a nap. 5th grade is tiring man.
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The BRAT Team Bonds (UNFINISHED-IN PROGRESS)
RandomA story about a group of friends, and how they met and broke apart over the years. Also stories of the pets. *Based on a true story!* *MILD CURSING*
