The Move
Everyone loves Paris. I lived in Paris. I went to North Ridge Middle School with my best friends Ashley and Morgan. My mom told me we were moving . . . to Canada! I was shocked! Mom had gotten a promotion there. I didn’t want to move.
Ashley and Morgan came over, and I told them the news. Morgan and Ashley hugged me. “We’ll miss you, Taylor!” they both said.
“Dinner!” said Mom.
We barely touched our dinners. “Why the long faces?” asked Mom.
“I just told my friends about the move,” I said.
“When do you move?” Ashley asked.
“In a week,” I replied.
A week went by in a flash. In that week, I said goodbye to my friends and the places I loved. Then, I left Paris. On the plane, I slept.
We arrived in Canada eight hours later, around 6:00 …show more content…
“Yes, can you help me find Mr. Brown’s class, Room 220?” I asked.
“Sure, that’s my homeroom too. Follow me!” she said.
We talked as we walked. I found out her name was Tori, and we planned to meet up at lunch.
When we got there, Mr. Brown introduced me to the class. The bell rang after attendance. All my teachers were nice.
I met Tori at lunch. “Hi, Taylor. This is my friend Ruby,” said Tori. We all liked each other instantly.
Then a girl walked up to us. “Hi, I’m Sidney. Mind if I sit? Thanks,” Sidney said, even though I hadn’t said anything. Then she smacked my bowl of chocolate pudding. It went everywhere. “Oops, my bad,” said Sidney. I went to the washroom with Ruby and Tori who helped me get the putting off me. After school, I took a long shower, and then I went to bed.
The next day, I found out Sidney’s locker was beside mine! At lunch, she slammed her locker on my finger—on purpose! My hand was bleeding, but Ruby got it to stop.
The next day, Sydney told me my hair smelled weird. This was getting big. So the next day when she said I should clean her locker, I said no. She screamed at me that I should have never come to the school, and then she punched me in the stomach. Fortunately, our principal saw and Sydney got suspended. The next day, I was happy, and I finally felt at
Everyone loves Paris. I lived in Paris. I went to North Ridge Middle School with my best friends Ashley and Morgan. My mom told me we were moving . . . to Canada! I was shocked! Mom had gotten a promotion there. I didn’t want to move.
Ashley and Morgan came over, and I told them the news. Morgan and Ashley hugged me. “We’ll miss you, Taylor!” they both said.
“Dinner!” said Mom.
We barely touched our dinners. “Why the long faces?” asked Mom.
“I just told my friends about the move,” I said.
“When do you move?” Ashley asked.
“In a week,” I replied.
A week went by in a flash. In that week, I said goodbye to my friends and the places I loved. Then, I left Paris. On the plane, I slept.
We arrived in Canada eight hours later, around 6:00 …show more content…
“Yes, can you help me find Mr. Brown’s class, Room 220?” I asked.
“Sure, that’s my homeroom too. Follow me!” she said.
We talked as we walked. I found out her name was Tori, and we planned to meet up at lunch.
When we got there, Mr. Brown introduced me to the class. The bell rang after attendance. All my teachers were nice.
I met Tori at lunch. “Hi, Taylor. This is my friend Ruby,” said Tori. We all liked each other instantly.
Then a girl walked up to us. “Hi, I’m Sidney. Mind if I sit? Thanks,” Sidney said, even though I hadn’t said anything. Then she smacked my bowl of chocolate pudding. It went everywhere. “Oops, my bad,” said Sidney. I went to the washroom with Ruby and Tori who helped me get the putting off me. After school, I took a long shower, and then I went to bed.
The next day, I found out Sidney’s locker was beside mine! At lunch, she slammed her locker on my finger—on purpose! My hand was bleeding, but Ruby got it to stop.
The next day, Sydney told me my hair smelled weird. This was getting big. So the next day when she said I should clean her locker, I said no. She screamed at me that I should have never come to the school, and then she punched me in the stomach. Fortunately, our principal saw and Sydney got suspended. The next day, I was happy, and I finally felt at