When the bell finally rings (hallelujah) I drag myself out of Mrs. Perkins science classroom to meet with my best friend Marie before heading to Mr. Johnson's English class. Without Marie, there would be no way I would be able to survive school. I have known Marie since 2nd grade, and you could almost say it we were friends at first sight. We were there, little 7 year old us, and the biggest jerk in school even in 2nd grade, came up to us at recess and threatened to chase us! Now, I know, it sounds ridiculous but we were 7, ok! But anyway, we looked at each other, nodded our heads, and screamed bloody murder and hid under the slide. I know, probably not the most exciting plan of action but it worked at the time. Since then, however, Marie and I have been thick as thieves. We tell each other EVERY THING! Marie is the highlight of my day, except for English, of course. This year the only class we have together is English, which is sad since we don't have that much time together, but great because it's one of my favorite people and my favorite class all in one!
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LeAnn Heartson
Teen FictionEXCERPT FROM BOOK: It starts off as a normal day in the dungeon, the TERRIBLE tasting gruel, the rude guards, and non-morning people wherever you look. Then a voice from the Heavens starts to speak and I think I might finally have a chance at being...
