Simple question, simple answer

The welcoming "Ding" of the last bell could be heard. Children packed up their bags, and were already leaving Sunday School. My friend and I were talking about the latest songs when a guy walked up to us.
"Hey" said M.N.M
"Hi" I said, as my friend left so we could have some time alone together. Just then, a little kid came and pushed M.N.M.
"What the -?" I said confused.
"My younger brother," he replied.
"Oh. He's cute"
"Cuter than me?"
It was a simple question, so i thought i should give him the simple answer which would make him blush. Instead, i just smiled and walked away..


"What are you daydreaming about?" asked the teacher.
"Huh? Oh, Hi miss. Nothing really," I said with a sad smile.

*Sigh* If only i could go back in time. But one year is ages. And he's probably forgotten me already...

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Arrive in style

A shiny silver car stopped by the school gate. In the corner of my eyes i could see M.N.M., walking through the school gates.

"Bye Thaththa,"

The door slammed and i stepped elegantly out of our vehicle. I could see M.N.M staring, but he recovered quickly and went from the pool side. As usual, i sneaked past the section head and took the "short cut", so i didn't see him after that.

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Sadly, it didn't rain a lot today.. But since this is my last term, i gotta keep focused and get really high marks. My mom will kill me if i fail history again, plus Glenny wouldn't accept me if i did, and i don't wanna die so now i study history every Wednesday.. I'm gonna miss my friends and family, especially Dinky. He's like my best friend. Aww, I love him!

Dinky and Snovie 4 eva! :)

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Rainy days

Rain poured down. It was a gloomy day, and so was my mood. Homework, piles and piles of it waiting for me at home.

"Only 3 more months. Hang in there kid,"

*Sigh* .Sometimes it hurts to go home, but it hurts even more to stay in your motherland, a place where you don't belong.

Strange meetings

"Tell all the others to come. Quick! We don't allow children to do the papers after two-thirty,"
"Okay Miss,"
I ran up the steps, alone.. The message was repeated to the others, who took ages to come. I was running outta time. Fast. I ran back, and the bridge was coming into sight. I could hear heavy footsteps approaching, but i didn't care. I had exactly 30 seconds to get to the classroom. Next thing i knew i was face-to-face with M.N.M. One of his "brothers" was smirking at us. We were way too close, too close to be just friends. Everything was forgotten for a few seconds. My heart skipped a beat. What was going to happen next? There i was standing with a guy i barely knew, when i had like ten seconds left. He looked like he was going to kiss me or something. I didn't have time for romance just then.
"See ya!" I yelled, as I passed him. I was just in time for the general knowledge test.

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Change - nothing lasts forever

I saw M.N.M after school, talking with his friends. He's changed a lot. Or maybe i never really knew him for who he truly was? I remember only a year ago, what happened Sunday school, the message my best friend whispered to me.

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"WHAT?!"

"Shh. Miss is looking!"

"I don't believe you,"

"Would i lie to you? And it is true. He told me,"

"Oh shut up. Why would he tell you, obviously, you'd just tell me, like you did. Who'd do that sorta thing?"

"Err. That dude over there,"

"Would you like to share your conversation with the class?" said the teacher

"No miss," we said as we got back to our work.

"So he said he likes me? me? O.M.G. Eww?"

"Why eww? He's hot,"

"True,"

"Stop talking girls!"

"Okay miss," we replied.

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School Stuff

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"These sums are too hard, Miss!"
"Yeah, Miss, please give us some easy ones. You love our class," said one of my friends in a persuasive, sweet voice. The teacher was not fooled, and she was not dumb either.
"Because i like you guys, i give you hard sums so you then you can pass the tests easily, and get high marks," *STUDENTS GROAN*
"But miss, in religion, you said that we should treat others the way we would like to be treated. You give us hard sums. So do you like hard sums? Would you like it if someone gave you lotsa hard, confusing sums to do within 40 minutes?"
"No, but we teachers are in uni now, we don't need to do sums, our education is almost over,"
"But what about Ms. A? She's almost seventy. Does she go to uni?"

LOL. Nice one moron. :D

It doesn't hurt to flirt?

The constant drone of her voice filled the air. I couldn't believe that such a pretty teacher, could be so cruel and could have such a short temper. Her teachings were good though. I was tired, since it was the last period - we had a lesson filled with the crappy stuff people did "those days", and I was almost falling asleep when:
A crazy grade 9 guy passed and blew our history teacher a kiss. She slammed the text book down on the table and rushed out of the classroom. The grade nine, was someone we knew. He was a total flirt, but we didn't think he'd do something like that! The poor guy must have got blasted. All the morons were wolf whistling and screaming. My friends and I were whispering. Soon she was back.
"Quiet!" she said. Immediately, the class was silent, and we got back to work.

It doesn't hurt to flirt?


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It was my first grade five ballet class and i stayed after my grade 4 class. Just before class began, i talked to our two ballet teachers, about leaving my motherland, about pointe work, and i trying hard to blink back the tears. Eventually, they had to hand me a tissue. One sympathized with me, while the other watched me sadly in silence. I felt better, and danced pretty well. I didn't know much of the complicated steps, but i was not alone. The teachers supported me. Plus, i made a new friend, in grade five, who could dance way better than me. She was bespectacled, silent and shy, but kind and helpful. Every minute of the lesson was spent on dance. By the end of the lesson, i was extremely tired and my feet and arms were aching horribly, but it felt good, to dance, to let the music captivate my heart and soul, controlling me.