Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.
Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.
The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.
The actors and atrizes with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.
Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.
Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.
First Period
French is great and so is the teacher but its just plain hard when Jason is nudging me every 10 minutos trying to make laugh. Kaden whose mouth just hangs open the whole time is making donkey noises 3 rows back and making Bailey laugh her head off. Mr. S is getting mad but he tries to teacher around Kadens noise. Just as Mr. asks “How do you say Good dia in French?" Kaden goes “ehah, ehah, ehah." I slam my head on my escrivaninha, mesa so I hopefully don't have to hear the yelling that’s about to take place. “Kaden stop it or go to the principles office." “For the rest of the class he just sits there with his topo, início middle teeth just hanging over his bottom lip.
Next period is with Mrs. Walters. Prince and Paris have this class with me. If you had a decision to be locked in a cage with either a black mumba or Mrs. Walters, choose the black mumba at least they might be able to revive you from the bite but your eyes can’t be repair after an hora of staring at Mrs. Wilson. I get detention once a week because of this class. Mostly because me, Prince, and Paris pass notes the whole time. Actually at this very moment I’m composição literária one until I hear “Cindy.” I look over and Prince is nudging me because Mrs. Watson is coming down to look at our work. I put away the note quickly por tucking it in my escrivaninha, mesa and start coping off Prince who casually pushes his notes to the side of him I sit on. I smile at him and he smiles one of his great smiles I love. Mrs. Walter’s looks at our work and glares seeing she can’t bust us for any reason. I pass the note to Prince it says “Meet me at the park near our house tonight and we can walk Jackson, Kenya, and Shadow. He passes a note back that says “Sure I’ll bring Paris too.” I whisper instead of passing a note “great.” “Cindy.” I look over at Paris. “What?” “I was wondering would it be awkward much for you if I and Jayke started dating.” She asks this because when I was 8 I used to encontro, data him not really encontro, data him we just liked each other and were boyfriend and girlfriend. “No I don’t like him like that any more.” “Good” she smiles. “Yeah.” “Who do you like?” “Tell you later ok.” “Ok.” After música is math me, Jayke, and Prince take this class and Prince is my math buddy since he is good at it and I suck though he says I don’t I can tell he’s lying he is just too nice of a guy to tell me that. “Cindy you don’t suck at math.” “Yes I do.” “Fine you do.” “Finally you admit it.” “I only say that because pretty girls suck at math.” “So Jayden sucks at math.” “Did I ever say she was pretty?” “No I guess not” I smile. “Does Paris suck at math?” “I guess but don’t really want to call my sis pretty it’s a lil weird.” “I guess it is.” “Like I say pretty girls suck at math.” “That’s a little stereotype isn’t it?” “I guess but it applies to you doesn’t it.” “Sure sure.” “Cindy don’t say that you are pretty.” “Yeah right maçã, apple head.” He smiles at the old nickname his dad called him and says “You are tom tom which is a nickname my friend Derek made up. “ Yeah I guess I am” I say sarcastically. “I know you are but what am I” he says? “Handsome, kind, caring, shy, the list goes on and on.” “He smiles sure lets go to lunch.” Sure were there before anyone else so we go outside and sit on the tables with our lunches. “Hey Cindy?” “Yeah?” “Will you go out with me on a encontro, data this Saturday?” “Yep I’d be glad to.” I tell him “I’m going to go get silverware but really I’m going to tell my friend Paloma. “ Paloma guess what!” “What?” “Prince asked me out this Saturday!” “That’s great you are so lucky, I’d amor to be in your socks right now.” “Yeah got to get back to Prince Bye.” “Bye.” I run back and Prince stops me from tripping and then kisses me on the cheek and the I kiss him on the cheek. “Cindy!” I turn and Paris is there.” “I embarrassed look down and she says “you told me you liked someone now I’m surprised to find out the answer lives with me.” “Go away Paris” Prince says “were in the middle of something.” “Yeah kissing.” Prince glares at her and Paris says “Ok Ok I’ll go.” I tenderly kiss Prince of the lips and then walk inside holding hands with him. Derek just stares he is holding Sahara’s hand and she is smiling at me glad that I finally got who I wanted. I sit down and Prince moves a strand of my dirty blonde hair that hang por my eye. I look up and smile and put my head on his shoulder and then I touch that silky brown hair and he stares into my hazel eyes and me into his brown and may I say it’s the most gorgeous brown and for minutos it seems as if were the only ones there. Me and him our eyes tell exactly what were thinking and when Prince is thinking of something funny I burst out laughing and everyone stares at me like I’m crazy cause they haven’t heard any thing. “Come on Kayla its time for you to go to Gym with me and I feel the slight tug of Paloma. I look up and smile “Ok.” I kiss Prince on the cheek and wave goodbye.” When were in the hall Paloma says “Wow you too were out of it for like 10 minutes. “ Yeah I know but if his eyes catch yours you can’t stop it.” “Yeah wish I was you.” “Yeah I know I’m glad I’m me.” “I can see why.” “Ok lets go before were late.” “Yeah.” We have to do jumping jacks in gym and it’s really boring. Our unit this week is baseball so I’m glad because I can actually hit the ball unlike the other team. Our class is all girls since you don’t have co ed till 8th grade. Paloma is good at baseball and I’m glad she is on my team. I see on the other side of the gym Blanket Prince’s brother winning in a game of dodge ball and I laugh he pato s and then moonwalks when he doesn’t get hit. Nice one blanky and he smiles and ducks just as a ball zooms right past him. Again he moonwalks and Paloma is laughing so hard she almost gets hit in the side with a baseball. I look over and mouth “are you ok?” She simply nods and I give her thumbs up. Our team wins 10 to 1 and me and Paloma start to moonwalk even though were not as good as Blanket and just as I look over while were doing it Blanket is laughing until he gets hit straight in the head with a kick ball from the 7th grade boys side. I rush to his side and ask “Blanket are you ok.” “Ow no I want Prince.” Coach Robison asks Paloma to take Blanket to the nurse and for me to go get Prince and Paris. I rush off to their art class and tell them what happened to blanky and I, Prince, and Paris are literally jogging down the hall. We hold Blankets hand. The nurse says he has a 2 in knot on the back of his head she looks at me “tell them what to watch for in him. I nod she asks me to do this because I had a 6 in knot on my head when my head hit the pavement in the 6th grade. We walk him to his class me and Prince and Paris holds a bag of ice to the knot on his head. Prince pats his brothers back and since class is over in gym I head over science with Paris she is my science partner and today were taking a test on atoms she and me use a packet I made to study off of. She hates science and so do I. I long for composição literária class where I let everything out.
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.
Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.
The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.
The actors and atrizes with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.
Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.
Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.
First Period
French is great and so is the teacher but its just plain hard when Jason is nudging me every 10 minutos trying to make laugh. Kaden whose mouth just hangs open the whole time is making donkey noises 3 rows back and making Bailey laugh her head off. Mr. S is getting mad but he tries to teacher around Kadens noise. Just as Mr. asks “How do you say Good dia in French?" Kaden goes “ehah, ehah, ehah." I slam my head on my escrivaninha, mesa so I hopefully don't have to hear the yelling that’s about to take place. “Kaden stop it or go to the principles office." “For the rest of the class he just sits there with his topo, início middle teeth just hanging over his bottom lip.
Next period is with Mrs. Walters. Prince and Paris have this class with me. If you had a decision to be locked in a cage with either a black mumba or Mrs. Walters, choose the black mumba at least they might be able to revive you from the bite but your eyes can’t be repair after an hora of staring at Mrs. Wilson. I get detention once a week because of this class. Mostly because me, Prince, and Paris pass notes the whole time. Actually at this very moment I’m composição literária one until I hear “Cindy.” I look over and Prince is nudging me because Mrs. Watson is coming down to look at our work. I put away the note quickly por tucking it in my escrivaninha, mesa and start coping off Prince who casually pushes his notes to the side of him I sit on. I smile at him and he smiles one of his great smiles I love. Mrs. Walter’s looks at our work and glares seeing she can’t bust us for any reason. I pass the note to Prince it says “Meet me at the park near our house tonight and we can walk Jackson, Kenya, and Shadow. He passes a note back that says “Sure I’ll bring Paris too.” I whisper instead of passing a note “great.” “Cindy.” I look over at Paris. “What?” “I was wondering would it be awkward much for you if I and Jayke started dating.” She asks this because when I was 8 I used to encontro, data him not really encontro, data him we just liked each other and were boyfriend and girlfriend. “No I don’t like him like that any more.” “Good” she smiles. “Yeah.” “Who do you like?” “Tell you later ok.” “Ok.” After música is math me, Jayke, and Prince take this class and Prince is my math buddy since he is good at it and I suck though he says I don’t I can tell he’s lying he is just too nice of a guy to tell me that. “Cindy you don’t suck at math.” “Yes I do.” “Fine you do.” “Finally you admit it.” “I only say that because pretty girls suck at math.” “So Jayden sucks at math.” “Did I ever say she was pretty?” “No I guess not” I smile. “Does Paris suck at math?” “I guess but don’t really want to call my sis pretty it’s a lil weird.” “I guess it is.” “Like I say pretty girls suck at math.” “That’s a little stereotype isn’t it?” “I guess but it applies to you doesn’t it.” “Sure sure.” “Cindy don’t say that you are pretty.” “Yeah right maçã, apple head.” He smiles at the old nickname his dad called him and says “You are tom tom which is a nickname my friend Derek made up. “ Yeah I guess I am” I say sarcastically. “I know you are but what am I” he says? “Handsome, kind, caring, shy, the list goes on and on.” “He smiles sure lets go to lunch.” Sure were there before anyone else so we go outside and sit on the tables with our lunches. “Hey Cindy?” “Yeah?” “Will you go out with me on a encontro, data this Saturday?” “Yep I’d be glad to.” I tell him “I’m going to go get silverware but really I’m going to tell my friend Paloma. “ Paloma guess what!” “What?” “Prince asked me out this Saturday!” “That’s great you are so lucky, I’d amor to be in your socks right now.” “Yeah got to get back to Prince Bye.” “Bye.” I run back and Prince stops me from tripping and then kisses me on the cheek and the I kiss him on the cheek. “Cindy!” I turn and Paris is there.” “I embarrassed look down and she says “you told me you liked someone now I’m surprised to find out the answer lives with me.” “Go away Paris” Prince says “were in the middle of something.” “Yeah kissing.” Prince glares at her and Paris says “Ok Ok I’ll go.” I tenderly kiss Prince of the lips and then walk inside holding hands with him. Derek just stares he is holding Sahara’s hand and she is smiling at me glad that I finally got who I wanted. I sit down and Prince moves a strand of my dirty blonde hair that hang por my eye. I look up and smile and put my head on his shoulder and then I touch that silky brown hair and he stares into my hazel eyes and me into his brown and may I say it’s the most gorgeous brown and for minutos it seems as if were the only ones there. Me and him our eyes tell exactly what were thinking and when Prince is thinking of something funny I burst out laughing and everyone stares at me like I’m crazy cause they haven’t heard any thing. “Come on Kayla its time for you to go to Gym with me and I feel the slight tug of Paloma. I look up and smile “Ok.” I kiss Prince on the cheek and wave goodbye.” When were in the hall Paloma says “Wow you too were out of it for like 10 minutes. “ Yeah I know but if his eyes catch yours you can’t stop it.” “Yeah wish I was you.” “Yeah I know I’m glad I’m me.” “I can see why.” “Ok lets go before were late.” “Yeah.” We have to do jumping jacks in gym and it’s really boring. Our unit this week is baseball so I’m glad because I can actually hit the ball unlike the other team. Our class is all girls since you don’t have co ed till 8th grade. Paloma is good at baseball and I’m glad she is on my team. I see on the other side of the gym Blanket Prince’s brother winning in a game of dodge ball and I laugh he pato s and then moonwalks when he doesn’t get hit. Nice one blanky and he smiles and ducks just as a ball zooms right past him. Again he moonwalks and Paloma is laughing so hard she almost gets hit in the side with a baseball. I look over and mouth “are you ok?” She simply nods and I give her thumbs up. Our team wins 10 to 1 and me and Paloma start to moonwalk even though were not as good as Blanket and just as I look over while were doing it Blanket is laughing until he gets hit straight in the head with a kick ball from the 7th grade boys side. I rush to his side and ask “Blanket are you ok.” “Ow no I want Prince.” Coach Robison asks Paloma to take Blanket to the nurse and for me to go get Prince and Paris. I rush off to their art class and tell them what happened to blanky and I, Prince, and Paris are literally jogging down the hall. We hold Blankets hand. The nurse says he has a 2 in knot on the back of his head she looks at me “tell them what to watch for in him. I nod she asks me to do this because I had a 6 in knot on my head when my head hit the pavement in the 6th grade. We walk him to his class me and Prince and Paris holds a bag of ice to the knot on his head. Prince pats his brothers back and since class is over in gym I head over science with Paris she is my science partner and today were taking a test on atoms she and me use a packet I made to study off of. She hates science and so do I. I long for composição literária class where I let everything out.
