Hey sportsfans!
This morning I walked into the school common room and shook Lauren.
"LAUREN!" I screamed, rattling her dolly-like body around my manly figure. "TODAY IS YOUR ART SCHOOL INTERVIEW AHHHHHH!"
Calmly, she left the common room and left me in a fit of nerves for her.
Despite this, I went to history. BUT, not before a quick rendez-vous at the library!
I met Rona, who was stressing out about the Leaver's Function. "There shall be no food!" she cried in dismay. The other children surrounding her agreed in sad tones.
"Why doesn't everyone just bring their own pie?" I suggested cheerily from my little corner of the library. "We can have a picnic!"
This earned me some strange looks. Desperate to change the conversation, I racked my brains for a new topic. "Last night I had a dream about Mr Kick you know", I announced to the room. "He was playing the cello!"
The faces around me dropped. Cries of "she's mad!" echoed throughout the school. Grabbing my printed dissertation, I retreated from the hushed shock of the library and scuttled through the corridors towards my history classroom.
Not before banging into a boy who tried to kiss me at the last school-party I attended! What a fun day I had!