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PostPosted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 12:01 am    Post subject: My Story- Friend or Fiend? Reply with quote

I should have known it would have happened. It always happens in a big group of friends like ours. Let me explain…

It was just a normal Monday morning and as usual I arrived late to school after having to run after the bus (which left without me…again) and I had just caught up with my friends, who were heading to first period, when it happened.

A girl from our class, Emma-Jane, who was usually quiet and rather shy came up to us and said we where wanted in the principal’s office. Not taking in what she had said I only realised when we where standing outside the principal’s door and she had went back to class. We stood there for a minute wondering what to do… should we run or should we go in and face what he has to say? Finally my best friend, Keira, pushed us through the door and suddenly we where standing face to face with our headmaster Mr Phillips.

“Good morning Sir,” I said nervously, “We were told you wanted to see us.”

“Yes I did,” He said watching us with slanted eyes, “ But I only want to see you and Keira about a certain matter that happened yesterday after school.”

The others looked at us with confused looks as they went out of the door. I looked at Keira who looked like she was scared.

“So girls are you going to admit to it or am I going to have to bring in witnesses?” asked Sir.

“Admit to what sir? We haven’t done anything.” Keira said, her voice very shaken.

“Haven’t done anything aye? Well do you not remember doing anything yesterday like breaking the glass in the back windows of the school and then running off?” he enquired.

“Sir we didn’t break any glass after school yesterday. As soon as school was over I went out into the car park where my mum picked me up and we seen Keira walking home.” I told him while looking at Keira who had gone a funny shade of white.

“Keira are you alright?” I asked.

“No I don’t feel very well,” She said, “Sir may I please be excused?” She said faintly.

“Of course Keira, take as long as you need.” Our headmaster replied looking worried.

Keira ran out of the door and down the corridor towards the toilets.

“Anyway,” Mr Philips continued, “Are you trying to say that you didn’t know that two panes of glass where broken yesterday by two girls who seemed to dislike this school?”

“No sir I didn’t. Why would me and Keira dislike this school?” I enquired knowing what would come next.

“Well I happen to have footage of you both talking about how much you disliked this school and how you would like to get your own back on us for giving you so much work to do.” He smirked pleased with himself.

“Oh, right I see,” I said, “ But we didn’t mean anything by saying that we just like to moan about things.”

“So I see,” he mumbled, “Well I’ll let you off this time but next time you will be suspended.”

“Yes sir” I replied as I walked out the door.

When I got outside I meet Keira who was cowering on the main stairs.

“Well?” Keira said nervously, “How did it go?”

“HOW DID IT GO? YOU WOULD KNOW HOW IT WENT IF YOU HADN’T HAVE BAILED ON ME!!!” I shouted.

“I’m sorry,” she cried, “I didn’t mean to do it.”

“Hold on a minute, you didn’t mean to do what?” I asked.

“I didn’t mean to break the windows,” she whimpered, “Its just you are always sitting moaning about things and I was that mad with you that the only way I could think of releasing my angry was to break something.”

“So you did it because you were mad at me,” I mumbled shocked, “Why didn’t you say something to me I’m suppose to be your friend.”

“Well actually I don’t want to hang around with you any more. You aren’t the same as me your different.” She said cheekily.

“What? Why? What’s wrong with me?” I exclaimed.

“Well for one thing your smarter than me, your prettier than me and all round you’re the person I want to be and I don’t think I can stand being around you any more. You make me hate myself.” She replied as she got up and started to walk away towards Emma-Jane who was standing waiting for her at the doors to the cafeteria.

So here I am alone while Keira has Emma-Jane, but I am glad because I now know what kind of person Keira is, and I am sure someday she will look back on this and hate herself for doing what she did. And for that I am glad.


THE END!


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PostPosted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 2:57 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Nice story, while it is short it does what I think you wanted it to do. The story hooks me and leaves me wanting to read more. Also, I like how you used the right technique, not many know/do that.
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PostPosted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 5:41 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thank you I had to do that for English/English Literature.


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