Story - part 1
- Prologue -
Mile likes to Smile twenty-four seven
Lide likes to Glide down the hall
Rive has always liked to Drive
Fashion is Ash's thing
History is all Tory knows
And
Well then there is Me
I am impossible to understand
and my friends call me
Sible
and this is our Story
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- Chapter One -
Ok, so I was a little offended. I mean I mean I had been coming to this school for what 3 months! And not only did the red hair freak I sit by in Biology just realize that I exist, and the teachers can never remember my name. I mean I have been sitting next to him for 3 months and he just now asks me if I'm a NEW student.
Instead of explaining that after 3 months I am not considered a new student any more, I gave him a glare and decided to ignore him. I turned my attention back to Mr. Williams. It would be better to ignore him. Over the last 3 months I has learned to just ignore everyone. It was better that way, no one would have to find out what happened, and no one would have pity on me. As my thoughts began to turn back to that night I quickly blocked the images out and did my best to concentrate on what Mr. Williams was saying.
But trying to listen to him was like trying to listen to thin air when someone next to me, was staring at me. Namely a red head porcupine who had a really creepy look and smile. Deciding to give him a piece of his own medicine I turned and stared at him. We were trying to stare each other down when I felt myself trying not to grin. At that same moment i saw him trying not to grin...wider then he already was. My smile broke fee and porcine laughed hard. Which sent his long red spiky hair into a wild dance.
The next thing we knew Mr. Williams was in front of us slamming a ruler down between us. We both jumped 20 feet...well not quiet 20 but you get my point. My smile disappeared back into the blank look I had mastered after I had found out about Rosa. Although " Porcine", just surprisingly smiled WIDER up at Mr. Williams, like an innocent little boy. Mr. Williams didn't smile back, but he glared down at us with a look that could kill. I decided I did not like Mr. Williams he had "that" look in his eyes. The look that.... I was brought back out of my thoughts when Mr.Williams spoke.
Mr. Mile Slander, and Miss......... whats your name again? Mr. Williams asked me with a pointed look. I looked up at him as my thoughts swirled. Not one teacher could remember my name...not even after 3 months. Picking my pencil up i wrote it down and handed the paper to him. Mr. Williams went to say something but as the name on the paper connected with his memory, I saw pity fill his gaze. I quickly looked away, I never asked for this, or any ones pity. Why did mom have to tell all the teachers on my first day of school here?
Well, Mr. Williams continued without trying to pronounce my name. "Do you two have anything to say to the class?" I shrank into my chair , and shook my head. Mr. Williams gaze went from me to porcupine ...no Mile....his name was Mile, not porcupine. Mile's smile got a whole lot bigger...surprisingly. He looked up at Mr. Williams and said "Nope I don't...but I'm pretty sure you do."
© March 6, 2012
