Chapter 1 - The New Boy
Skittle Aradito sat at her group's table, picking at a bit of glue that was stuck to the table and sighing heavily. She turned to her best friend, Tara, and said, "I'm so bored,""Me too," groaned Tara, slouching in her chair.
"Class! May I have your attention, please?" the teacher shouted, clapping her hands.
The two eight-year-old girls' conversation was interrupted. There was a boy at the front of the class who neither of them had seen before. He had floppy blonde hair, blue eyes and pale skin.
"He looks evil!" Skittle said in a creepy voice.
"No, he looks friendly!" Tara said.
"Class, this is Casper Arterton. He is a new student here at our school, and we must all do our very best to make him feel welcome." the teacher announced.
Casper grinned at the class, and then he spoke.
"Hello! Yes, I'm Casper, and I am cool and I love to do athletics and I'm super fast!" he said.
The teacher looked a bit taken aback, but then she smiled at the young athlete and said,
"Wow, that must be interesting."
Casper nodded.
"Uh huh! It is!"
"Well, Casper, we'd better find you a place to sit." the teacher said.
Skittle prayed in her head.
"Pleasepleaseplease don't let him sit on this table!" she thought to herself, crossing her fingers under the table and screwing her eyes shut.
"How about over there, on that table with Skittle and Tara?"
Skittle's face looked as if someone had just made her eat broccoli or something.
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school with out friend and with bullies, and cauze it's not fiction so in real life
It's also a awesome story and hope you'll make more stories but with a bit more fiction.
5 stars though ^-^
But I don't think you've seen the wall post about what happened on the trip. It was absolutely horrible. The teacher brought 20 other people on the trip who hadn't done anything at all. On the way there in the coach, I was forced to sit in a spare seat in a cramped area next to the door, and everyone else got proper seats, even though I was the See More▼ only reason they were on the trip. I kept having panic attacks on the coach because I got really claustrophobic. And when we got there, the whole thing was just listening to authors talk about their books for three hours. It was so boring, and at the end of it, the teacher didn't even let us meet any authors. When someone asked the teacher if we were going to meet them, the teacher told them not to be stupid, even though it specifically said on the letter we were given that we got to meet all of the authors. And we got back to school just after lunch, when the teacher had said that the trip lasted all day.
I was so angry. . . :/