Hollyleaf is Late

I ran through the halls with my social studies textbook protecting my head. Duck, jump, run. This was what I had to do everyday, with the chaotic school I go to. Warriors Middle was a public middle school for all four neighborhoods. Thunder, Wind, River, and Shadow. I went to Thunder. Being born there, I found it the best place in the whole world to live in. I glanced at the hallway clocked as I swerved into hallway B. 12:28. My history class started at 12:30. Puffing, I kept running. Finally, Ms. Mousefur history class came into view. I slowed to a stop. I glanced at the hallway clock. 12:29. Smoothing my dress and hair, I walked in. Ms. Mousefur looked up expectantly.

"Hollyleaf," She said while tapping a ruler on her desk. "Your class starts at 12:30, and you walk in at the very last minute. You've been doing this more and more often. Don't forget you have grades to keep up."

My face burned with shame.

"Yes Ma'am." I muttered before taking a seat. I was one of the top students of my class, with grades that never strayed from A+. My entire report card was A's last year, and now everyone expected me to keep that up. It was pretty easy, with how smart I am, not to brag, but it was becoming harder since I stopped going to Warriors Elementary. I sighed as I opened my book and turned to the page everybody else was on. Class went by peacefully, until something whacked me in the back of the head. I ignored it. Then another one whacked me in the head. I turned around slowly to see Berrynose snickering with Foxleap beside him.

"Stop it, Foxleap." I said through my teeth.

"It wasn't me." Foxleap said innocently. I eyed the piled of paper balls stacked up beside him.

"Maybe I would have been able to believe you, if I couldn't see." I said. Foxleap brushed the pile aside, then looked up at me innocently again. That put off Berrynose. He exploded into laughter and Mousefur was hovering over the situation at lightning speed. She glared at Berrynose.

"Young man, stop interrupting my class." Then looking at Foxleap she said, "As for you, detention !" Foxleap looked up at Mousefur with fake sadness. "But I already have detention with Mr. Dustpelt. My mommy nweeds mwe home at 5 o cwock." Everyone burst out laughing at that. Ms. Mousefur looked around and glared at everyone.

"Back to work!" She shouted. I sighed. This was going to be a long year.

Lionblaze Strikes Gold

I keep running. Faster, faster, faster. I have to get to the goal on the other side of the field! A Windclan warrior slides onto my left side. He stretches out his foot, trying to grab the ball. Not on my watch.

"Lionblaze! Over here!" I turn to see Toadstep running about 5 feet away from me. Kicking the ball just enough so it can reach him, I swerve onto his other side. The goal is closer now. Toadstep kicks the ball to me again, because, I'm a pretty good kicker, gotta admit. Kicking the ball with all my strength, it cannons into the net.

"Goal!" The referee shouts from the side. "Thunderclan wins!" I run back to my teammates. "Yes!" I yell. The rest of my teammates and I whoop and yell as the cheerleaders chant,

"Who's the best from here to Japan? That's pretty easy it's Thunderclan!" and "You may be good at soccer or track, but when it comes to being the best you better step back, you better step back!" While windclan looked on dejectedly. I walked over to Breezepelt.

"Good game." I told him. Breezepelt glared at me. "Of course you'll say that. Just wait till our next game." He said before he walked away. I shrugged. If Breezepelt wanted to be mean, let him. I just struck gold for my team.

Jayfeather Wants Justice

Do your eyes hurt? Do you see all black, or all white? If you were deaf how would you get around? These are the questions I get asked every day. Wait, let me correct that. These are the stupid questions I get asked everyday. Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I want to be pestered about it. So I can't see. Does that make me any different from other kids? Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I don't have a brain. So I can get along as well as the next person. A voice rings me out of my thoughts.

"Hey blindboy! I just met your brother on the field, and we beat him so badly in soccer, he's black and blue!" Breezepelt. He just can't leave me alone for a second can he? I ignored him and continued on towards my medicine class. But Breezepelt also can't stand when I don't have a reaction towards his bullying. So he grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me against the locker. Seriously?

"Breezepelt, I'm trying to get to my class. Just leave me alone." I tell him through gritted teeth. Breezepelt laughed.

"Isn't it sad?" He said as he shook his head slowly, still holding tightly on my shoulders. "It's so sad that you think I'm actually going to let you go just because you have a class to go to. If you're late and it affects your grades, all the better." Then he lifted his fist, ready to punch me in the face. Before he could strike a blow, I pushed him off with enough force to get him crashing into the locker across the hall. Then I turned the corner into the next hallway, leaving Breezepelt slumped against the locker.

"You wait blindboy! I'll get you!" I heard him yell after me. As I walked into my medicine room, I figured it all out. I want justice.