Tuesday. My favorite day. Art day!
I jumped out of my bed and went to the bathroom with my towel and took a five-minute shower. After that, I went to my (dirty, that looks clean for me) room to wear my unprepared clothes. I wore a black and white striped shirt, black leggings and my converse.
I went downstairs to see my mom. Dad's already at the office and my brother is upstairs sleeping. I ate my Fruit Loops and went outside the building to the bus.
"Hi Jade. Hi Penelope!" I chirped at my "sometimes" friends. But I decided to take a seat beside my "everyday" friends Maya and Liz. "Hey, Marge." Lizzie said. Nobody has called me Marge before, until now.
"Hey," was all I said.
After lunch, we went to the art room to do our school project that is due on Monday, next week. "Penny, can you pass me the glue?" I asked. She nodded, then handed me the glue.
"Come with me at the restroom." She said. I followed her.
At the restroom, she handed me some plastic scissors and said, "Um, Margaret..there is glue stuck on my hair..can you..um..c-c-cut i-it?" I nodded. As I started to cut her hair, the principal saw me. Oh, no.
"MARGARET STONE. TO MY OFFICE!!" She shouted.
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Filler chapter. Next chappy is still Tuesday
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Margaret Stone
AventuraI am just an 11 year old girl who lives in a simple apartment with my parents and my little brother. I am a grade 5 student in Elmwood Academy. I am an artist, a writer and a dancer. What more can I say? Oh yeah, my best friends are Maya and Lizzie...
