Hey guys, I'm really new here.. I started this account actually to improve my English story-writing. heh. So I want to know what You Guys think of my style/writing and if you can give me tips and advice it will be much appreciated :) TQ and on with the story!
Moving Day
Buttercup tore through the quiet corridors of the RSA (Royal Sporting Academy) her eyes never left the classroom signs as she passed door after door…18…19…20…21..22…23…24.
Wait!
She skidded to an abrupt stop tripping whilst doing so.
She shot up, quickly caught her balance, whipped exactly 180 degrees clockwise and marched straight into room 23.
"I'm sorry I'M LATE!"
A shrill voice rang loudly through room 23 the teacher didn't bother to look; her sharp-brown eyes never left the whiteboard.
"Hello Buttercup… nice of you to join us…Late…
Again." Miss Mclaire replied putting her marker down.
"Detention sound good to you?
mmm..Break time today?" The teacher asked turning towards the late student. Buttercup nodded a stiff yes and gropingly climbed into the seat next to her 'closest-to-best-friend status' Butch.
She tousled her choppy mid-back length black hair and flipped it out of her face then reluctantly yanked her bag open with an annoyed expression.
She gave a deep sigh and dug her fingers into her black Nike backpack pulling out her rated "worst-textbook-of-the-year" SCIENCE BOOK KS3 Y8" placed it on the table with a loud thud, and groaned again as she then felt the weight of the whole class's eyes on her. Beside her, Butch gave a chuckle and a small smirk; she knew it.
-And as one of my inspirations 'Madame-Fist' does it,
r&r! (: