Tuesday 21 June 2016

My Writing

The New Girl 
It was a bright, frosty morning. The pavement glistened like a carpet of crushed diamonds in the early morning sunshine. Mary was walking to the bus. Her blonde hair swayed side to side as she walked. She remembered yesterday that her teacher said there was going to be a new student coming to her school today and she was happy to hopefully have a new friend. The engine of the old bus moaned as it pulled over and the tyres screeched as it stopped right in front of Mary. She stepped up and walked inside the old bus. Inside the bus, there were many school kids ready for school. A range of different kids like a party mix packed with different lollies. 

Mary’s blue eyes circled the bus until she saw the meanest boy in school, Louis. Beside him stood his partner in crime, Harry. Harry and Louis saw that their seats that they had been sitting at each day had been taken by a small, shy girl. She had brown curly hair hanging softly on her shoulders and dark hazel eyes staring at the ground. Today was her first day. She was the new girl, Clara. She had no idea of what was about to happen and the fury building within the boys. The two tempered boys walked furiously to Clara and began to yell. The two boys had the eyes of all the kids in the bus all looking deep into their cold hearts. They yelled and yelled. Clara began to cry and fat tears fell down her face. They rolled down her neck and softly dropped onto her clothes. 

Mary looked deep into her eyes and she could see the sadness and the pain the boys were giving her. Clara tucked up into a ball not wanting the kids in the bus to see her. She was having a really unpleasant day. Mary’s hair stood on end, a shiver raced down her spine and a lump came to her dry throat. Her bright blue eyes widened and she threw up both her hands and open her mouth. “Now hold on a minute. Isn't it strange that she was sitting there first and you come and try to make her move!” The boys had heard Mary blather on and were very shocked. They had been at the same school together since they were little but they had never seen this part of her. They were very afraid of this part of her. The most of the kids on the bus believed in what Mary was doing and all stuck up for the new shy girl Clara.

 Clara untucked from her ball and now had stopped crying. The bus driver Mr Wilson had then realized something was up. He read the body language of the kids on the bus. He saw the red blotchy eyes Clara wore on her face. He saw the boys angrily standing with their arms crossed. Mr Wilson moved the two boys up to the front and then went back in his seat and began to drive down the street to school. Mary sat down beside Clara. She was very proud of herself for taking a stand and doing what she believed in. The two girls sat in silence listening to each other's hearts beating and the wheels on the bus rotating around and around. They both turned heads and looked up straight into each other's eyes and a wide smile appeared on their faces. That is when they knew they were going to be best friends forever and that is exactly what happen.

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