ring ring . miss qwiclle brring hands out the homework sheets as she throws my down onto my desk i g my pencile and write my name on it. as i head out the door i see conor and lurean leaning agisnt the lookers.thi hey look trieed and conors bag is nearly falling off his hunched shoulder i can see mr rootebs hand writeing and i figur thats why there down.
as i walk past conors kiks my bag as a joke he smiles when i look back lauran punches him in the stumch he winches but dosent show the real pain he is in i wink at the lauren.i start to walk home but as i go past uncels kendys backery i stop to walk in as i open the door a fredash smeel of bread flushes my nortrels he yell hey dalring what are doing here.
just stoping by.he comes out and hugs me he has flour in his hands the white stanies my black blouse he qwikly rushes into the kichen he brings back a lovley tart with rasberry inside i smile and thank him i bit into the tart the buttery soft pasty liks my lipsthe rasberry and sweet and tang.ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh my world gose black i feel as tho a train has hit me a flow of coldness gose throw me like a ghost my head hits the floor with bang i black out
TO BE COUTINED