The Night Before Christmas

Chapter 1

My other story was really rubbish so her we go...

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Walking down the now silent and empty corridor to my next lesson. Maths. It makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, just thinking about it. I swear that our teacher is a witch with those beady eyes and a crooked... BASH. the sound of books clattering to the floor echoes around the corridor. A tiny 'oops' rings almost instantly after.

The clumsy kid. He walks around on his own. Whispers and giggles following him. His clean white trainers squeaking as he goes. A warning sign for everyone to ignore him. His goofy messed up hair, thick with grease. A bow tie - spotty red - tied neatly around his checked shirt collar. Dark blue braces holding up his hand me down trousers.

And when he starts to speak he froths at the mouth, braces certainly not helping. He said " hello" rather nervously. I politely smiled back, thanking god I was the only one there. Then he gazed into my eyes , our vision locked momentarily. I had never noticed before how those pools of blue shone in the dimly lit corridor. This is probably because he had massive glasses which overpowered his face. The amount of times they have been broken is unknown - even to him. A plaster around the centre of them signifying his lost war against bullies.

Fortunately I was at class before he could start a conversation about something totally random yet totally boring. But then that's Spencer for you.

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