22 June 2012
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Chapter 1 PENELOPE “I’m sorry I’m late Miss Fall” I couldn’t believe I was late to history. It was my last and favourite lesson of the day. She looked up from her new apple laptop. “It’s ok Jane, I’ve not done the register yet. Here’s the new seating plan” she smiled, passed me the new seating plan and then carried on typing. She was dressed in one of her nice black suits today. She only wore suits for interviews or special occasions like the last day of term or something like st Patrick’s Day. My jaw fell open as I looked at the new seating plan. I was sat next to Penelope Scott’s, the girl who had been the school bully since year one. She sat there on her shiny, new purple blackberry waiting for her three evil friends Georgina, Carmen and Anastasia. I walked over to my seat and quietly and sat down. I hoped that Penelope was too distracted with her blackberry to notice me but I knew she wasn’t. “Oh no! I’m sat next to the geek” she shouted. “Miss! Miss! I NEED to change seats.” “Why would you need to do that, Penelope?” Miss fall said with a loud, exhausted sigh. Penelope thought of a quick excuse. “It’s too hot over here!” she said, Miss Fall raised her eyebrows “Really miss, I’m being boiled alive like a lobster over here” “Penelope, your sat right next to two open windows” miss fall replied “I mean cold, I’m freezing. I think I’m getting a cold Miss.” She faked a loud sneeze. Achooo! The class whispered and giggled. “Penelope you can stay there next to Jane” Penelope turned to me and scowled. The next hour was painful. I could feel Penelope’s eyes staring at me. Most of the class didn’t arrive so Penelope was forced to sit in silence next to me, being caught was her biggest weakness. The next day was going to be awful If the rest of the class turned up miss Fall would be too busy to notice Penelope calling me names and hitting me. I was going to have to stand up for myself for the rest of the year. I sighed. When the bell rang for home time, I was able breath again. I had been holding my breath, not daring to move. But luckily I had made it out of the day alive. I smiled, said goodbye to miss fall and left the classroom, feeling relived. When I got home I did my homework, had my tea then went straight to bed. I repeated the long day in my head. There was someone I didn’t recognise, a boy… a new boy. There had been a new boy in my history lesson. A boy with dark black hair, exactly like the one in my dream. Why hadn’t I noticed this? Who was he? What his name was? I pulled out my copy of the seating plan. Lucas. The boy was called Lucas… no second name. Huh? I’d find out tomorrow. Id introduce myself and find out. Curiosity was getting the better of me…
Dreaming Angels Chapter 1 • Opuss № I