Shawnie
"Here's my class presidential nomination papers, Ms. Simone," I said in most grown up voice, casually tossing my blonde hair over my shoulder as if I did things like this every day.
"Wonderful, Shawnie," Ms. Simone said with a smile. "I'll have to check for duplicates, but I think these will be fine."
I thanked Ms. Simone, then skipped out of the secretary's office and down the hall to room 307, smiling all the way. I did it! I actually did it! I sang to myself happily. I was actually nominated for 8th grade class president! Never before had anything so exciting happened to me.
Not that my life's been totally boring either, I thought as I slid into my chair. Take last year, for example. Up until the 7th grade, I had been a prisoner in my own home. Trapped by my own parents. See, they had been so paranoid that something would happen to me that they made me come straight home from school every day and I was never allowed to date or go anywhere with friends. Not that I had any friends to go anywhere with. Kids thought that just because I was wealthy and had parents who gave me everything (except freedom) I was totally spoiled and stuck up and they never gave me a chance. Until I met Katie Shannon. She was from Mark Twain Elementary (I was from Copper Beach) and within just the first few weeks of 7th grade she had a reputation as the most fair-minded person in the entire school. So when she heard how UNfairly my parents were treating me, she and her best friends- the Fabulous Five- tried to help me out. Katie even hid me at her house when I ran away from home to teach my parents the lesson that finally made them give me a break. But that's another story. The bottom line is, after I was allowed to go out and stuff, the whole world opened up for me. I made lots of friends, including a terrific boyfriend, and got involved in a lot of activities. And this year was promising to be just as great.
I sank back in my chair and smiled, imagining.
SHAWNIE PENDERGAST- CLASS PRESIDENT.
I couldn't wait.