" Remember to be at school for 7 am including April!" Miss Hook Jaw smirked a chance to make her students laugh at someone felt good inside.
"Yes Miss Misery!" mumbled April under her breath she couldn't help a snigger.
" What's so funny?" asked Miss Hook Jaw the smile wiped clean off her face. April felt her tongue telling her to say something she shouldn't.
"Your big fat bum Miss!" she cried as she clasped her hands over her mouth but it was too late. She looked to the ground and felt the guilt bubbling inside her very stomach.
" Head teachers office now I won't tolerate this sort of behaviour Missy!" she said pointing to the door. As she walked to the door the constant noise of whispering was heard but only one girl felt sorrow. Becky.
APRIL...
I can't believe my big mouth sometimes I sat on the chair outside the office of doom. Opposite me was a boy I had never met I stared at him for a little while but when he looked at me I turned away vigorously and trying my best to avoid eye contact and did it very well. I wanted to slap my mouth because of its unfair move but I thought it would be quite weird so I bit my lip instead so everyone thought it was nerves the boy nodded and understood why I felt like that.
"So what did you do?" he asked I looked him in the eye for the first time and noticed he was sitting out here every break lunch and lesson time I knew that because I am Miss evil misery guts errand girl. I smiled and stared before answering the question.
" Told Miss Hook Jaw her but was big and fat!" I sniggered again as it did seem quite funny and so did the mystery always in trouble boy. He put his fist out and demanded respect so I touched it acting like I knew the little ritual, in truth I didn't I picked it up from Sandy when she persuaded her dad to buy her another dog. Trust me I wish my mum was as rich as hers.
" April come in!" boomed the voice of a familiar head teacher his name was Mr low but we called him Mr can-never-have-fun-for-toffee moody pants. I walked in head down and full to bursting point of sorrow.
I walked in and thought would I survive?