A day in the life of Sally Jenkins

An icy look

The first day back from Christmas break was a snowy day. It was my first year of senior school and I was equipped with a new satchel I had received for Christmas. I remember this significantly because the minute I stepped out of the car, I saw Hidi. She had been to Spain the whole holiday so I hadn't seen her for ages. As you can imagine I was quite eager to catch up with her. So I ran. Unfortunately, gravity was acting upon my bum quite violently and I was soon in a heap on the snowy ground. Not a good start.

Due to previous events, I was exceptionally careful getting out the car exactly 2 years later. Even when I did see Hidi I only managed to hobble over to her. She was too busy filling me in on her latest travel adventures when I walked straight into the teenage girl equivalent of a pride of lions. The Singer Chicks. The head of the SC is Leanne. Leanne the ludicrously-long-legged lion. She is the most feared of all the group. The others consist of Scarlet, Jemima and Posie. They only follow so they don't get known as an easy target (just like Hidi and myself). I try not to exchange looks with Leanne but she catches my eye; giving me an icy look. Me and Hidi hurried along quickly so we didn't get beaten into a verbal pulp and as we rushed into our form room, we collapse in a heap on our chairs to try and catch our breathe just as our form tutor walks in.

Mr Saisi has worked as head of geography for over 159 years and probably lived for as long as he has taught. He is half deaf, looks like a tortoise and is the most unorganised teacher I have ever known. We don't really need to even bother going to form in the morning because he probably doesn't even acknowledge we are there.

We managed to struggle through the morning without dying though I feel as though 70% of our teachers may not have. But after lunch, well, that's where the fun began.