Author's Notes
We had to write a story in English because our teacher was away.
Then we had to do the rest for homework.
There's a bit of swearing in this version, which I obviously left out for the class
version!
I don't own the Georgia Nicolson books.
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Georgia's POV.
Thursday 26th June.
Oh God. Going to be late meeting Jas. She's gonna have a complete f.t.
I can see her walking off now!
And great, she's flicking her fringe like mad.
The flicking will never cease.
As I jog to catch Little Miss Big Knickers up, I see some guys from the boy's school up the road.
'Oi oi!' they shout. My face turns as red as a... bright red thing.
'Piss off you bunch of perverts!' I shout back.
Honestly.
Just what I need to start off my day.
I jog a bit faster, and call 'Oi! Big Knickers! Wait for me, will 'ya!'
Jas turns to look at me, still flicking her fringe (good Lord), her face bright red with embarrassment.
Haha, serves her right for not waiting.
'Hurry up.' She says moodily. 'Hawkeye's gonna have a visit to Strop Central if we're late for assembly again.'
Typical Jas- only thinking about whether we'll be late. Swot.
Rushing to school, we spot Hawkeye waiting at the gates.
'Georgia Nicolson!' she screeched. 'Wear that beret in the correct fashion! Roll your skirt down immediately! And take off that ridiculous amount of make-up you are wearing!'
Damn, she noticed. I thought I'd gone more natural today! Only:
- A bit of foundation, mascara, a hint of eyeliner, concealer, and a bit of lippy!
Christ, she gets so bloody moody!
As for Jas, she has swotted off to assembly without me.
Hmph.
I hope everyone sees her knickers when she sits down.