This is my story of how I met up with this girl and how we became best friends. I'm August and I'm 13 years old. I'm an only child I live with my parents in a beautiful house. But it started to get tedious because I had no friends next door to play with and I wasn't allowed to play in our garden because I would disturb the neighbours. I had no friends at that time before I met up with this girl. There was this boy who I always sit next to in class. He's so boorish to me and he always throws his pencils at me whenever I talk to him.
One day I was reading a book called 'popular girls' and I finished this book so I had no other books to read so I asked my parents if they could take me to the bookstore.
''I'm sorry August, but we haven't got time to take you now, we're busy,'' mum said shaking her head.
''But mum, I haven't got any books to read, I have to go now, please, please, please,'' I begged.
''August, don't be silly, listen to your mother and stop wasting our time,'' Dad said.
''But Dad,I've got nothing to do.''
''Well okay, we'll take you to the book fair tomorrow,'' mum declared. I cheered and jumped in excitement.
The next day I got dressed and headed to school. My teacher is called Miss Green. She is a young lady with brown hair and brown eyes. She always wears high heels in class. She's kind but very strict.
''August, did you do your homework?'' she asked me.
''Well yeah, I only did some of them,'' I replied.
I handed my homework to her. She raised her eyebrows. I was afraid she was going to shout me so I nearly blubbered.
After school, mum picked me up and took me to the book fair. They were selling new novels. I bought about two books which are, 'Best friends, by Jacqueline Wilson' and 'Vicky Angel by Jacqueline Wilson'.
I was paying my books I saw a blond girl standing beside me. She wore red glasses, pink tshirt and a red skirt. One of the books she had was the same one I've just got now. I paid my cash. I looked at the blond girl. She smiled a bliss smile. I smiled back. We looked like we knew each other. We shook hands.
''Hi, I'm Lily Rose,'' said the girl.
''I'm August Blue,'' I said.
''That's the same book I've just got!''
She wasn't shy at all when she met me. We finally became best friends. Lily had moved to my school. She sat beside me. The boy who threw pencils at me was finally out of my sight. Lily was affable with other students so everyone liked her.
I woke up the next morning and had my breakfast.
''Your best friend Lily is going to move in with us,'' mum announced. I cheered.
Five minutes later, I saw lots of suitcases and bag packs. There was Lily at my bedroom window. I waved at her and she waved back. We finally became neighbours. We visited each other and had a sleepover at my house. We got along and we never ever had a fight.
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
The World's Naughtiest Girl
Once there was a girl called Ruwayda who was only 8. She lives with her parents and her two sisters called Shamail and Hadeel. Shamail was 14 and Hadeel was 10. Ruwayda was a very spoilt, stubborn and selfish.
She's also a snob and she just thinks she's so smart and cute. She's also very rude to her parents and she only had a few friends. She doesn't like school and homework, also very lazy and gets f's in her exams. The teacher was always complaining about her behaviour at school. She never cooperates with the class, loses her books on purpose and never listens in class. At home when she's free she doesn't use her spare time properly. She always wasted her time only watching television and playing computer games for like 2 hours.
She has her own room with her own laptop, television and wardrobe. She doesn't even care what she wears.
She already has a lot of clothes and she always wears the same clothes, not only the same one but clothes that she's not supposed to wear.
She also throws tantrums. Sometimes, her mother or sisters pick out the clothes for her that she doesn't want to wear but she has to, she disagrees and wears something that is unsuitable for her.
''Ruwayda, don't that dress is unsuitable for you to wear at the mall,it's only for occasions, wear something casual,'' her mother was saying. Ruwayda groaned and never listened.
She's also a troublemaker and always fights with her sisters. At her spare time when she had nothing to do, she lied on her tummy. Shamail walked past and when she saw Ruwayda lying on her tummy she did an angry frown at Ruwayda and told her about lying on her tummy is very bad for her stomach. Ruwayda made a face at Shamail and still didn't obey her sister's rules. Shamail ran to her mother and told her what Ruwayda did to her. Her mother was very angry so she came to Ruwayda's room and told her off.
At breakfast, lunch and dinner she never eats and drinks politely. Whenever some food that she hates is handed to her she makes a disgusted face.
If you ever have a sister like Ruwayda you should be ashamed.
She's also a snob and she just thinks she's so smart and cute. She's also very rude to her parents and she only had a few friends. She doesn't like school and homework, also very lazy and gets f's in her exams. The teacher was always complaining about her behaviour at school. She never cooperates with the class, loses her books on purpose and never listens in class. At home when she's free she doesn't use her spare time properly. She always wasted her time only watching television and playing computer games for like 2 hours.
She has her own room with her own laptop, television and wardrobe. She doesn't even care what she wears.
She already has a lot of clothes and she always wears the same clothes, not only the same one but clothes that she's not supposed to wear.
She also throws tantrums. Sometimes, her mother or sisters pick out the clothes for her that she doesn't want to wear but she has to, she disagrees and wears something that is unsuitable for her.
''Ruwayda, don't that dress is unsuitable for you to wear at the mall,it's only for occasions, wear something casual,'' her mother was saying. Ruwayda groaned and never listened.
She's also a troublemaker and always fights with her sisters. At her spare time when she had nothing to do, she lied on her tummy. Shamail walked past and when she saw Ruwayda lying on her tummy she did an angry frown at Ruwayda and told her about lying on her tummy is very bad for her stomach. Ruwayda made a face at Shamail and still didn't obey her sister's rules. Shamail ran to her mother and told her what Ruwayda did to her. Her mother was very angry so she came to Ruwayda's room and told her off.
At breakfast, lunch and dinner she never eats and drinks politely. Whenever some food that she hates is handed to her she makes a disgusted face.
If you ever have a sister like Ruwayda you should be ashamed.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Lonely Birthday
I have a sister called Alice who's only 4. She's really brutal to me and I abominate her because she's really annoying and I'm absent-minded and can't do my homework with her around. My mum and dad don't really care about my birthday and they make me wear damp clothes to every party.
''Mom,I can't wear this stupid jacket everyone will laugh at me,'' I whined.
''Don't worry Alex,it'll look fine on you,'' Mum replied.
''But mom-''
''Don't argue with me,now do as you're told!''
I really hate it when my mom makes me wear clothes to school that are incompatible. We live in Crown City and our school is called the Mighty Mountain Elementary School. My best friends are Maria,George,Jenna and Fern. But I really hate Arthur,Molly and Shelley. They're bullies and I hate Shelley the most because he is a big bully and always gives me a big punch. I gave my invitaions to all of my classmates.
They looked at the invitations then at me. They were debatable either to go or not.
''Well,well,well,now we've got a birthday boy here who's having a birthday party tomorrow,'' said Arthur.
''I'm sorry Alex,but we've got two parties to go to,'' said Maria.
''What? I'm not going to those parties anyway and it's my birthday so you should come!'' I cried.
George and Jenna felt sorry for me.
''We're sorry,but your house is too far,'' said George.
Fern shook her head and said I should just spend my time alone.
My family don't care about me and they haven't bought me any presents and there's no cake. I sat there lonely and sang 'Happy Birthday' to myself. I burst into tears because no one loves me and cares about me. I read a book and played with my toys.
The next morning I woke up and hurried to school.
''Hey Arthur, look, there's this birthday boy again,'' sneered Shelley.
They both laughed then Molly came in and was involved too.
''Hey birthday boy, did you have a nice party,'' teased Molly.
''Of course not,'' I answered furiously.
''I hope you didn't sneak out of your house and buy presents for yourself then you'll be in big trouble,'' said Arthur.
I waved to my friends. They were abashed for not coming to my birthday party.
They did a surprise party for me and I felt captivated because I never had this fun party before.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
The World's Worst Student
There's a student in my class called Sam and he's as snotty as a rat. He knits his jumpers and cracks his pencil as if his pencil is like a cookiemaster.
He's so insolent and he goes on about his homework that has pumped and bumped like a balloon.
When he grumpy,he stamps his feet as if he went to a gloomy party and all of the ghosts gobble him up and think he tastes crunchy like a crispbowl.
He's so nutty when he bellows at his friends like a bull holding a rusty stick. He yells so harshly that all the classroom can crumble like a group of fruit pie
His writing is so scrummy as a chocolate broomstick. If you've ever been in my class you shall meet this crooked cram boy and he'll dive into you as if your stomach is like a huge bottle of water or lemonade.
Then he'll hit you with his pencil made out of chocolate sticks that he gulps every morning break.
If you've ever met this boy before, he's my worst student I've ever had!
He's so insolent and he goes on about his homework that has pumped and bumped like a balloon.
When he grumpy,he stamps his feet as if he went to a gloomy party and all of the ghosts gobble him up and think he tastes crunchy like a crispbowl.
He's so nutty when he bellows at his friends like a bull holding a rusty stick. He yells so harshly that all the classroom can crumble like a group of fruit pie
His writing is so scrummy as a chocolate broomstick. If you've ever been in my class you shall meet this crooked cram boy and he'll dive into you as if your stomach is like a huge bottle of water or lemonade.
Then he'll hit you with his pencil made out of chocolate sticks that he gulps every morning break.
If you've ever met this boy before, he's my worst student I've ever had!
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