Chapter 4
Kirsty
I looked out the window of the canteen to see a canopy covered area with lots of benches and seats “Hey Mel can we go out in the courtyard?”
“Ermmm you mean the canopy area?”
“No, it’s called the courtyard!”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night” Mel patted my back. Seriously again with the looks.
“Heyyy, don’t make me feel weird!” I said feeling very hurt.
“Yeah one sec I just need to wait for my other 2 friends Layla and Rachel, they should be here any minute”
Just as Mel said those words two blonde haired girls dived on Mel, almost dropping her to the ground.
What?! How dare they have a pile on without me! I threw my bag down and jumped on top of the other girls.
“So now can we go to the courtyard?” I whined.
The 2 girls collapsed in laughter and I got off the taller one.
Mel said “She means the Canopy area” they chuckled a little more, than we began walking through the canteen.
I then turned to them, “so who is who?”
“I’m Layla” Said the taller one
“And I’m Rachel
“And I’m the fabulous Kirsty now let’s go!” I linked arms with both of them then we began skipping through the canteen- Wait a moment! I turned to a boy who was sitting at one of the tables;
“How is canteen spelt?”
“C-A-N-T-E-E-N” He said giving me a “you-are-really-odd-look”
I grabbed my bag and wacked him round the head with it!
“KIRSTY” Mel exclaimed “Why did you just do that?”
“He was being racist!”
“How?” Layla asked looking a little confused whilst helping my victim up to his feet.
“Canteen is spelt with a K not C”
“So how is that racist?!” she said looking even more puzzled.
“What?!!! Now you are racist as well, I’m going to the courtyard you evil bully... werewolves”
“Courtyard? ...Werewolves?” Questioned the boy with a smirk
“YES WEREWOLVES!” I then stormed out of the canteen with all eyes on me. Where the henga chenga should I go now? If you’re confused henga chenga is my new word of the week. I’m sure it will catch on and then before you now it everyone’s going to be saying “henga chenga” just you wait and see.
I took my planner out of my bag and followed the map to get to the toilets. When I went in I could hear a group of girls talking about some new girl who was cute, and very entertaining. I stepped out of my stall after finishing on the toilet and asked
“Wow, so what did the girl do?”
They gave me a strange look then reported this whole story about some girl who wacked the most popular boy in the school. Wow, who would do something so stupid and embarrassing like that! When they finished I said,
“Woahhh, I wonder who the henga chenga she is, she does sound really weird” they nodded in agreement, I then said bye to the gossip girls and headed for the courtyard. On the way I saw Mel, Layla and Rachel.
“Warrup sistaaaa”s” I then attempted to do the bad man walk and the whole fist shakey thingy mabobby ma jiggy ma siggy to Mel. She ignored my so called weirdness and looked at me in bewilderment,
“Have you forgiven us?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I”
“Well-” Mel cut Layla off
“Let’s go to the courtyard then” see I told you my words catch on fast now everyone’s saying courtyard, mission accomplished. Booyah!!!!
We then headed outside towards the courtyard. When we reached the door which led to outside I saw Mel, Rachel and Layla using their school bags to cover their hair from the rain. Good idea! Apart from the fact that my hair is naturally straight so the rain doesn’t affect it! I grabbed my bag and put it under my shirt to protect it from the rain. I hope my bag doesn’t get wet, I thought to myself
Mel turned to me and watched me in amusement
“I’m not even going to ask, no comment”
“Well technically you made a comment by saying no comment because if you hadn’t have made a comment you would just say nothing not literally the word nothing but I mean like you just wouldn’t say anything not that you could say anything apart from the word anything but-”
“Bow chica wow wow” my ringtone cut me off from my speech I began to sing along “that’s what my baby says bow wow wow wooow and ma heart starts pumpiiinn” Phineas and Ferb are awesome right?!Mel grabbed my phone and answered it “hello…yes…Mel…Yeah you know how she is like…Yeah sure one sec, here Kirsty it’s your boyfriend” I quickly took my phone
“Warrup Zayn Maliiiik? “
“Huh? It’s me Keisha”
“Hehe I thought it was my boyfriend”
“But darling you don’t have a boyfriend!”
“Racism” I muttered
“Kirst I am your sister how can I be racist? Anyway moving on hopefully I’ll be back at the airport at 9 but Dani wants to drop me”
“Awww no fair Keisha! “
“I know darling, but anyway- got to go Dani”s here”
“Siighh kk I”ll see you later love you”
“Love you too Kirst”
“What’s the matter?” Layla asked
“Oh my sister is coming back from holiday with her boyfriend and now he wants to drop her off home and I wanted to meet her at the airport”
“Ohhh, I’m guessing he is more the possessive type!”
“Tell me about it! He monitors her 24/7!”
“Shall we go and get our food now I’m hungry and lunch is nearly over”
“Yep let’s go”
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How my life changed----major editing atm
Teen FictionKirsty has always lived the sweet life, with her mother working as a model and her father with one of the most top paying jobs ever. Kirsty is a very childlike, hyper active 17 year old and is just settling into school. She has a twin sister called...
