One Direction: Harry's Helpful Hand

                    "Don't let anyone else change you. Be who you are, not what you want to be."

                 "I don't get it Sarah! Everyone else has there own meaning for it and I don't!" I said. While talking tome best friend Sarah. "Look, Blondie, make up some suck-up excuse to say when Mrs. Munson wants you to explain what it means for you." Sarah said. Thats probably what she'll do. Knowing Sarah, she never did anything. Just going to make somthing up on her way to the front of the class. Luckily, I have Study Hall two hours before Literature. Thirty seconds till the bell rang. I started running own the hall with Sarah. "Hurry up, Blondie!" Sarah yelled back at me. "Hey! Its harde for the bigger people!" I screamed. Almost there. Almost there!

                  RING! RING!-RING! RING!  Damn. What now? My hand was on the door nob by the time the bell rang. Sarah was already in the room....I could tell it in my gut. 'Not good.' I opened the door slowy, coming into a room with sixty eyes ll staring at me. Except for Mrs.Pempertin. Without even looking up from her giant Book of Rules, she said:"Your'e late, Miss Upson." Dammit..."Uhhh...-" I started. "Absolutely NO excuses, Miss Upson. You are one of my more promising students, so I am utterly shocked and surprised. You will find your seat in the front of my class room." Mrs. Pempertin said, pointing to the seat closest to her desk. In the front row. "Uhh...Yes, Mrs. Pempertin." I said while trotting to my seat. "Nice going, Blondie!" Muttered  a boy as I walked down the isle of desks. I whispered to myself, "Eith grade sucks..."  I just sat there. In my seat. Then, all of a sudden, over the innercom everyone could hear: "Mrs.Pimpertin to the office please. Mrs. Pimpertin to the office please. Thank you." That was Miss Flecther. Theres a reason why she neve married. The woman can't shut up. Every five minutes you hear her squiky voice calling for someone to "Come to the office, plaese."

                 "Now, I xpect everyone in here to stay behaved and keep working on whatever your'e doing. Excuse me for a while." Then, Mrs. Pempertin left the room. Then, I was suddenly swarmed. "Wow Blondie! Your'e not as perfect as you thought!" I heard someone say. That someone was 'Bitchzilla'.  Her real name is Maria Gonzolez. The jocks call her the 'Sexy Mexy'.  The jokes on them because she's nothing but a walking box of kleenexes. "I have a name you idiot! Do you know what that is? Hopefully, since you go by more then one name here!" I yelled. Then my head jerked back with so much pain, it made me scream. Bitchzilla just tried to rip out my hair. Inside, I was churning and bubling with roaring fire inside my chest. Then I snapped. "Wanna know what your'e name is?! It's BITCHZILLA! Because you are The biggest bitch/whore in this whole school! If we were in a Catholic private school, the nuns would burn you at the cross for stepping on holy ground! Your'e not the Holy Grail, YOU just suck male! Now shut up, leave me alone, and for God's sake, kleenex tissues are for people to sneeze in! Not so your flat chest could silently cry into them!" Then I marched out of the room. With everybody spechless.

                I ran around the school...just running. And crying. The giant private school was in a giant castle. Kinda reminds me of the Hogwarts castle school. Tears were going down my cheecks. I ran out of the castle and through the court yard to the secondary house in the farthest cornor of the courtyard. Because of the fog that day, you couldn't see it from the castle or the front yard. It's where I go when I fell alone and sad. Which is alot. Only I know about it because I found the castle grounds maps and keep the secondary house a secret. The house is old, but I fixed it up over the summer a little bit so I just be here. I have an old matress, a blanket, a couple pillows, a working bathroom. (Just a small sink andsmall toilet.) I use the generator to have some lights on and to my Ihome on so my Ipod can charge when I'm at school.

                I heard the door creak open. And a boy talking. Probably on a cell phone. I couldn't see who it was so I went and hid in a small closet in the back of the house. "I just need some time away from everyone." The boy said into his cellphone. I heard him walking around in the fron room. "Dude, there all this stuff...its a girl's stuff. On the back of the Ihome it says 'Kalin Upson'. Do you know who that is?" There was a long pause. He mustv'e been listening to the other peson over the phone. "Are you serious?! Thats her?! Wow...well the news of what she did is already all over the school."  He said. "I is?" I whispered. "Well, I guess I did take it a little to far with everything I said..." I said in a loudr voice. I didn't mean to say it so loud.