The Story of a Pubescent Teenager
Note to reader:
This is a story based on myself, I will write things here that even the best of my friends may not know. I am telling you now that all of what I’m writing is true. There may be gaps in this story that you may not understand because of a gap in my knowledge, I am writing to you about a 12-13 year old (who happens to be myself). Please do not judge me from what is written here it is the absolute truth that may be different from what you people may do or believe.
Chapter 1:
A large bounce on my bed could be felt, then a slimy, wet lick and a bite on my nose. I rolled over trying to ignore my puppy playing on my bed. Eventually I fell back asleep until a howl. My puppy had gotten sick of me ignoring her and wanted attention. My mind was blank as my six week holidays before the start of a new school year were over. I sort of rolled out of bed making a rather large thump as I hit the ground. I had really let myself go over the holidays. My actions could only be explained as clumsy, I was seriously tired from playing PSP all night. I threw on my uniform noticing that somehow my shorts were on the wrong way. I didn't really walk it was more of a stumble to my kitchen to see what was in the fridge. Milk, Butter, Fried Chicken and what looked like peaches. Being rather fat I grabbed the fried chicken and started eating it, my mum came in a stole that chicken.
"You steal ma chicken!' I yelled.
She sort of shrugged and said shut up and hurry up as I was making her late for work.
My dad gave me my lunch and I stuffed it into my bag and walked out the door and jumped into my mum’s car. As I sat down I noticed that it was a very muggy day, to muggy for my liking. I started sneezing for some reason and my brother walks up and says
"I can only sneeze once"”
"I don't care" I replied.
My mum got into the car alongside me and turned the key, the engine rumbled and usual and we pulled out of the drive. It’s nearly that time of year that I hate, the time to start all over.
Chapter 2:
Once I had arrived at school we were told to proceed to the gym to find out what class we were to be placed in for the year. Once everyone was in the hall and seated (the seating part took about a hour) our new dean came out to tell us what class we were in. His name was Mr. Wayne and the guy next to me managed to make a joke, what do you get when you cross Mr. Wayne with Lady Gaga? A umpalumpa (yes I know it will take a while to get). So at last they called my name to my class and I got up and had a bit of a leg spaz and fainted. My world faded away and then I woke up 30 seconds later with my newest teacher looking over me and asking “what happened?” I being not worried at all replied
“just your good ol’ leg spaz!” she laughed and told me to go to my new class when I felt like it. I wasn’t worried in anyway so I stood up and waved at everyone still waiting to be placed in their class. They all laughed and then the dean gave me the evils, I laughed and walked out.
Chapter 3:
I had arrived at my new classroom, it was probably better than last year’s class but still it was ugly (as all classes are) I walked around and found me a desk and sat down. I sat down next to some really annoying guy called Leighton. He started talking to me about how he was so good at squash and I told him how good I was at body slamming annoying people. He just thought this was funny and kept on talking. We had to introduce ourselves to the class and I said
“Hi I’m Jordan and I like to spaz” everyone laughed and then I was told to sit down. Then this girl got up and introduced herself, she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. Being 12 I got a stiffy (I know great isn’t it) once she sat down this real cow of a girl who thought she was all that introduced herself. Everyone instantly hated her and we gave her a nick name, Jyo with the B.O.
There was this Chinese guy in my class who got up and his hair style looked like it came out of Dragon Ball Z. His name was Alvin.
Chapter 4 coming soon...
