Oh diary, today was an awful day. I tough everything was going to be perfect now when Callum is going to Heathcroft with me, but it was horrible. I sat with Callum during lunch today, and I wish I hadn’t. All of the crosses scorn me, and they will make it terrible for Callum. I sat in the toilet cubicle during break time, and when the bell rang, Joannes gang crowded in and shoved me back in. They told me I couldn’t be a friend with any blanker, but I stood up for Callum and the other Noughts, when Lola and Dionne wasn’t ready I sprung up and gave Lola a fist. She folded over and I took advance of the element of surprise and tried to punch them as hard as I could, but after a little while, Jo and Lola was able to grab me …show more content…
This time our civics teacher gave us an essay that would be handled in after the weekend. It isn’t often we get homework over the weekend, but this time was an exception, and everyone was stressed out and hurried home to finish their essays. It was Saturday and I was all but done, and I was very proud. On Saturday night, my friend would come over and we was going to have a sleepover. One important thing to this story is that I always write my assignments and essays on my typewriter, and my teacher have of course noticed it. When my friend and I had eaten our pizza, seen our movie, eaten some more and talked for hours, we decided to play some truth or dare. It was my turn and my friend, Jessica, had chosen dare. I thought about my essay, suddenly I got an idea and smiled. ‘What is it?’ Jessica looked at me ‘Sam, what is it? I know that smile on your face, can you tell me, please?’ I thought I had come up with the best dare idea ever, it was an idea a little bit dangerous, mostly for Jessica's grades and name, then for me, but as I saw it, a brilliant plan. ‘You are going to handle in my essay instead of your own, but I’ll still submit mine. You’re going to write your name on it, but not erase my name’ At first, Jessica just looked at my, she didn’t move her face at all, but after a second I got the reaction. She stood up as she threw one of my pillows on me ‘No, you’re kidding. I can’t do that!’ I smiled, this was a good idea. ‘Yes, you’ll. Come, lets go and make a copy on my essay. This is going to be great!’ We went to take a copy. Jessica didn’t like the idea, and made it very clear to me by bombard me with pillows and blankets the whole night. The next morning I woke up in a pile of throw pillows soaking wet. ‘JESSICA’ Jessica was standing over me pouring icing cold water all over me. ‘It felt like you