Chapter Six: Miranda
A/N: BEWARE: REALLY LONG
Man, sixth grade is HARD. I'm an straight A student, and I'm on the honor roll each year, but I don't think that's gonna happen this year. It was a half day, and the only thing we did was talk and do a spelling test. And the words on that test were harder than usual. Mostly, I don't have to put any effort into spelling (it's one of my easiest subjects) but now... things are different. And we already have two things of homework. On the first day! And there are soooooo many rules! And all the other girls talk about is cheerleading, cheerleading, and more cheerleading. No offense to the cheerleaders out there, but I HATE cheerleading! I'd rather be playing the sport than jumping up and down distracting the others. And to top it all off, my friends are all in different classes than I am! It sucks. But I'll get through it... somehow.
But you know what I need to do that... MORE REVIEWS! ^_^
Hey, and I'd like to give a shoutout to my friends (and enemies).
Friends: Corky, Meg, Angie, Stace, Yiran, Judie, you all rock! I feel sorry for Meg, she's moving right next door to Ryan Woods and her bedroom window faces his! Oh, and Judie, good luck on being a new cheerleader this year! Corky, I hope Mark notices you, and you stop having that stupid crush on him, you know about our rivalry. Angie, you are such a birthday stealer! :) Yiran (she moved and now lives far away), I hope you have the best time in 'middle school', and I hope you survive having ten classes. And Stace, get over your 'I'm the cheerleading captain' attitude, cuz It's bugging everyone!
Enemies: Andrea, I hope you get a life and stop sucking up to the teachers (and me), and I still can't believe that you got on that TV commercial and I didn't, and that everyone's right that you're totally lesbian. Rachel, thanks for not noticing me on the bus and making fun of my outfit (well, you were too busy talking to Morgan and Emily and all of your popular friends). Mark, I just wanna tell you that you have a serious mental problem, the way you acted during class today, and I don't understand why all the girls have a crush on you! Dina, I wanted to tell you to not deliberately read my diary and stop lying because I could just cuss you out right now...
Oh, and last but not least, Kenzie, I wanted to say that Corky and Judie are totally P.Oed at you for ditching them for the popular crowd, and lying to them, and I still never really liked you, I wish that we could be friends again, but like that'll ever happen, and tell Allynn that she has gotta stop trying to be popular, cuz she's not, and she won't ever be.
Erin and Emily K... I hope I get to know you two better as the school year goes on, but Emily, I think you're gonna end up being part of ANA's lesbian group, cuz Andrea is totally sucking up to you cuz you're new. And Erin, I wish that your weren't popular so you could actually *talk* to me once in a while. We got along really well at that one party.
Okay, I'm done.
Thanks for listening to that super-long author's note (probably longer than the chapter will be), and we are now moving on...
***
Lizzie's POV
I looked around the room. "This isn't that bad." I said, staring at the rainbow decorations outside of Ms. Stokes's room. "It's pretty."
Gordo and I stepped inside the room, and picked seats next to each other. We were one of the first ones there, so the teacher told us to color quietly until the other students arrived.
I took a blank sheet of paper out from my brand new Barbie bookbag, and started scribbling. I glanced over at Gordo to see what he was doing, and was surprised. He was practicing his alphabet. I recognized the letters a- h, but after that, I was baffled.
"Whoa! Gordie, where'd you learn all those letters?" I exclaimed.
He looked sort of offended. "Mommy told me them."
"Oh."
By this time, everyone was in the room, sitting in their desks quietly, waiting for Ms. Stokes to begin the day with introductions or whatever. All except for one little girl.
No, not me.
She pranced all around the room, and studied the class with big, round eyes. She was Hispanic, and had this pretty long shiny black hair that I was dying to have. The whole class stared at her, including the teacher, wondering what she was doing. After she looked at the class long enough, her eyes landed on me and Gordo, and she skipped toward us.
"Hi." She said. "I'm Miranda. Can we be friends?"
I was taken aback by her question. She didn't even know us! How was I supposed to answer that question when all I knew about her was that her name was Miranda? But she looked very friendly, so I smiled.
"Sure!" I exclaimed.
Gordo didn't look as sure as me. He eyed her closely, as if trying to figure out her personality, when the teacher spoke up.
"Miranda, please sit down." Ms. Stokes said patiently. "You can sit anywhere you want."
Her eyes widened. "Really? ANYWHERE?" She exclaimed, plopping herself down in next to Gordo. "Okay, I'm ready." She said, grinning brightly.
Gordo and I exchanged glances. This was one interesting character.
***
"Um... and I have a cousin named Carlos and a Mommy and a Daddy." Miranda Sanchez said right before she slid down the yellow twisty slide.
I followed her down. "Well, I have a brother called Matt, but i think he should be called Rug. And Gordo is my bestest friend in the whole world."
Gordo, who was waiting at the end of the slide for both of us, grinned. "Yeah, and Lizzie's *my* bestest friend in the whole world."
Miranda looked at the mulch on the playground. "I don't have any friends." She said quietly. "I just moved from Saca-waka something." (A/N: In other words, she moved from Sacramento.)
I hugged her. "We can be your friends!" She exclaimed.
Her eyes lit up. "Really!?"
Gordo's eyebrows knitted together, and there was a crease in his forehead, as if he was thinking hard about something. "I don't know... I don't think you can have *two* bestest friends."
I crossed my arms. "Yes, you can!" I insisted.
Miranda nodded. "I think so, too."
Gordo sighed. "Yeah. Okay, so we're bestest friends now?"
"Yup." I giggled.
Miranda smiled. "We are going to be friends for ever and ever and ever."
We started walking toward the swings, where most of the younger kids hug out, and someone blocked our path.
"Hi." Another shy girl grinned at the three of us. "I'm Kate Saunders. I wanna be your bestest friend, too."
A/N: Well, what do you know? The author's note *was* longer than the actual chapter! Well, ciaoness and I hope you guys liked this chapter. :) And look out for the next chapter soon, Resisting Cooties.
A/N: BEWARE: REALLY LONG
Man, sixth grade is HARD. I'm an straight A student, and I'm on the honor roll each year, but I don't think that's gonna happen this year. It was a half day, and the only thing we did was talk and do a spelling test. And the words on that test were harder than usual. Mostly, I don't have to put any effort into spelling (it's one of my easiest subjects) but now... things are different. And we already have two things of homework. On the first day! And there are soooooo many rules! And all the other girls talk about is cheerleading, cheerleading, and more cheerleading. No offense to the cheerleaders out there, but I HATE cheerleading! I'd rather be playing the sport than jumping up and down distracting the others. And to top it all off, my friends are all in different classes than I am! It sucks. But I'll get through it... somehow.
But you know what I need to do that... MORE REVIEWS! ^_^
Hey, and I'd like to give a shoutout to my friends (and enemies).
Friends: Corky, Meg, Angie, Stace, Yiran, Judie, you all rock! I feel sorry for Meg, she's moving right next door to Ryan Woods and her bedroom window faces his! Oh, and Judie, good luck on being a new cheerleader this year! Corky, I hope Mark notices you, and you stop having that stupid crush on him, you know about our rivalry. Angie, you are such a birthday stealer! :) Yiran (she moved and now lives far away), I hope you have the best time in 'middle school', and I hope you survive having ten classes. And Stace, get over your 'I'm the cheerleading captain' attitude, cuz It's bugging everyone!
Enemies: Andrea, I hope you get a life and stop sucking up to the teachers (and me), and I still can't believe that you got on that TV commercial and I didn't, and that everyone's right that you're totally lesbian. Rachel, thanks for not noticing me on the bus and making fun of my outfit (well, you were too busy talking to Morgan and Emily and all of your popular friends). Mark, I just wanna tell you that you have a serious mental problem, the way you acted during class today, and I don't understand why all the girls have a crush on you! Dina, I wanted to tell you to not deliberately read my diary and stop lying because I could just cuss you out right now...
Oh, and last but not least, Kenzie, I wanted to say that Corky and Judie are totally P.Oed at you for ditching them for the popular crowd, and lying to them, and I still never really liked you, I wish that we could be friends again, but like that'll ever happen, and tell Allynn that she has gotta stop trying to be popular, cuz she's not, and she won't ever be.
Erin and Emily K... I hope I get to know you two better as the school year goes on, but Emily, I think you're gonna end up being part of ANA's lesbian group, cuz Andrea is totally sucking up to you cuz you're new. And Erin, I wish that your weren't popular so you could actually *talk* to me once in a while. We got along really well at that one party.
Okay, I'm done.
Thanks for listening to that super-long author's note (probably longer than the chapter will be), and we are now moving on...
***
Lizzie's POV
I looked around the room. "This isn't that bad." I said, staring at the rainbow decorations outside of Ms. Stokes's room. "It's pretty."
Gordo and I stepped inside the room, and picked seats next to each other. We were one of the first ones there, so the teacher told us to color quietly until the other students arrived.
I took a blank sheet of paper out from my brand new Barbie bookbag, and started scribbling. I glanced over at Gordo to see what he was doing, and was surprised. He was practicing his alphabet. I recognized the letters a- h, but after that, I was baffled.
"Whoa! Gordie, where'd you learn all those letters?" I exclaimed.
He looked sort of offended. "Mommy told me them."
"Oh."
By this time, everyone was in the room, sitting in their desks quietly, waiting for Ms. Stokes to begin the day with introductions or whatever. All except for one little girl.
No, not me.
She pranced all around the room, and studied the class with big, round eyes. She was Hispanic, and had this pretty long shiny black hair that I was dying to have. The whole class stared at her, including the teacher, wondering what she was doing. After she looked at the class long enough, her eyes landed on me and Gordo, and she skipped toward us.
"Hi." She said. "I'm Miranda. Can we be friends?"
I was taken aback by her question. She didn't even know us! How was I supposed to answer that question when all I knew about her was that her name was Miranda? But she looked very friendly, so I smiled.
"Sure!" I exclaimed.
Gordo didn't look as sure as me. He eyed her closely, as if trying to figure out her personality, when the teacher spoke up.
"Miranda, please sit down." Ms. Stokes said patiently. "You can sit anywhere you want."
Her eyes widened. "Really? ANYWHERE?" She exclaimed, plopping herself down in next to Gordo. "Okay, I'm ready." She said, grinning brightly.
Gordo and I exchanged glances. This was one interesting character.
***
"Um... and I have a cousin named Carlos and a Mommy and a Daddy." Miranda Sanchez said right before she slid down the yellow twisty slide.
I followed her down. "Well, I have a brother called Matt, but i think he should be called Rug. And Gordo is my bestest friend in the whole world."
Gordo, who was waiting at the end of the slide for both of us, grinned. "Yeah, and Lizzie's *my* bestest friend in the whole world."
Miranda looked at the mulch on the playground. "I don't have any friends." She said quietly. "I just moved from Saca-waka something." (A/N: In other words, she moved from Sacramento.)
I hugged her. "We can be your friends!" She exclaimed.
Her eyes lit up. "Really!?"
Gordo's eyebrows knitted together, and there was a crease in his forehead, as if he was thinking hard about something. "I don't know... I don't think you can have *two* bestest friends."
I crossed my arms. "Yes, you can!" I insisted.
Miranda nodded. "I think so, too."
Gordo sighed. "Yeah. Okay, so we're bestest friends now?"
"Yup." I giggled.
Miranda smiled. "We are going to be friends for ever and ever and ever."
We started walking toward the swings, where most of the younger kids hug out, and someone blocked our path.
"Hi." Another shy girl grinned at the three of us. "I'm Kate Saunders. I wanna be your bestest friend, too."
A/N: Well, what do you know? The author's note *was* longer than the actual chapter! Well, ciaoness and I hope you guys liked this chapter. :) And look out for the next chapter soon, Resisting Cooties.