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| She Saved All Their Butts | |
| By rilLie | ||||||||
| 09 August 2006 | ||||||||
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I was so pissed off today... I just needed a breath, I guess... I was starting to write a new paragraph when one of our officers stopped in front of my desk. You see, it was SSP time. It's study period. I don't know why the hell they called it that. The way the people's minds work at our school is one of the world's greatest mysteries. Anyway, let's call her Margarita. She was the secretary for our class and she looked quite distressed to me. I guess that was a product of shouting everyday for the class to line up outside properly. You see, unlike last year, my class is the worst in our batch. It's not like the teachers say that, as in the exact words, but I can feel it. We get reprimanded like every other day. We show the two signs of weakness (as our C.L.E. teacher taught us): 1. To talk when it's proper to be silent; and to 2. To be silent when it's proper to talk. She told me to be the spy in our row. It's supposed to be a new system that we were going to practice. There were spies in every row and I was the one for mine. I had to write down the names of everyone not doing schoolwork and were being noisy, even if it meant writing down a friend's name. Well, I'm a good girl at school. At least I try to be, so I got picked for our row. I'm the quiet type, you know? I don't really run for officers, but the teachers treated me like one because half the time I help the officers, and I actually lost my voice because of that. And for all my schools, they've always paired me up with the quiet, uncolorful, and not-so-smart girl for a seatmate. It was a long and forlorn tradition for me to get separated with my friends. I agreed, what else could I do? Writing a friend's name wasn't really a problem. My two seatmates were dead quiet and the other girls in my row, I didn't like them. They were the type of girls who were SO PRISSY, they could priss their hair off. You know what I mean? And all of them... let's call them a collective name.. Bruha's. (That's Tagalog for "sluts" or "slags").. they were at one corner, noisily talking as if they were on opposite sides of a football field. I immediately wrote down their names. No guilt felt there. I continued with my writing. Well, I wasn't really doing anything for school, we didn't have homework but we were expected to study because the tests are on Friday. You know, when you write, even if it's junk or poetry, they immediately say you're studying. It's weird, I know, but that was how it was. So, during recess, the teachers'll see me writing down on my notebook and say: "Wow! She studies so diligently!" but in truth, I was actually writing "My Git in Shitty Armor". If they knew what I was writing half the time, they would've covered their mouths in shock. Anyway, after dismissal, I always stay at our classroom and hang out. They "say" it's against the rules, but I still do. No one's driving me away anyway. If a teacher passes by, I'd start to clean the board. Only when they pass by. I'm not a saint. I don't like chalk dust on my hands and weird hairballs hanging on to my skirt. I just hang out with a few friends. Usually Cathy or Lui Kerplunk. Lui was one of my best friends. She's smart, and you know, she's really thoughtful. When I walked over to her, she errupted into violent flames. She was so angry about the Bruha's. You see, her seat was right in front of them, and she could hear everything they were saying. Jeline was also in the discussion (i wouldn't really call it that much of a discussion, more of Lui errupting into flames of anger.) We're a bit tight, the three of us. Our last names were Malasig, Mamac and Narcisso. Don't think we weren't separated during the first days of classes. We were, I guess, noisy when we were together. So, the two of them were on one side of the classroom, I was on another. Well, anyway, the Bruha's were joking and laughing about Anya. Anya is another friend. She's one of those girls who try a little bit too hard to be perfect in classes. You know, like she recites the first day of school, with a confident smile and everything. The Bruha's were laughing about her english. I was SO DISGUSTED. Coz, you know, when the teacher asks for a volunteer to do something no one really wants to do, the Bruha's generally shout: "Anya!" and she follows! She saves their butts a thousand times a semester and they make fun of her for a mispronounciation! They were treating her like rags! I was SO DISGUSTED. I was SO ANGERED. You know, Lui gave them the finger, she related, plus a healthy glare. Lui said that they were even ASKING why Lui was angry with them. What the crap... Lui said that she glared harder and said only 5 words in reply: "Bull shit, bitches, bull shit." sorry about the swear words.. but i gotta relate my anger... *deep breaths*...
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