Bubbles

by Kayla in Virginia

Bubbles,if you really think about them they are special. Their are so many different types. Water bubbles,bubble gum,soap bubbles,ect. Why can't people be more like that? Hi,I'm Bubble. Yes,Bubble. I have light brown hair and hazel eyes. My head is perfectly round. My hair is long and silky. I am perfect. Why my mom named me Bubble? I will never understand.

Since we're on the topic of my parents,lets talk about them. My mom married my dad. My dad divorce my mom. My mom married my dad,again. Then she divorced, and so on and so forth. So,lets put it this way...I have no parents. No home. Nothing that I could use to go towards my collage funs. My mom and dad...er...don't care. Once,at my parents 5th wedding,mom wanted to have a 30 day trial! With that,those lunatics are my parent.

I have one home. Its called Susan G. Jr. High. I sleep there. I eat breakfast,lunch,and dinner. My homework is done there. When I am there,I feel abandoned. My heart is heavy with sorry. I'm happy,though. Satisfied with myself. I am Bubbles Richard. I'm nothing but perfect. My family has mental issues.I'm part of the Susan family.

Dr.David Henry allowed me to sleep in a classroom. Warning how painful the desk where,I still excepted.So,I was the first in homeroom!" After brushing my teeth in the student bathroom and putting on some fresh school cloths,everyone started to enter. "Bubbles,I saw you folks on the news last night." Kay Marget tod me where I left the lavatory. Kay was perfect. She was rich and had everything! If she had her own book,like me,at home it would state all of her problems. I was still the top most perfect girl.For a dumb reason,that is. To impress my parents "Oh,yeah. Did you see me?" I asked as we ambled into class. I did not really care but I enjoyed the conversation,anyway. "No,yes,I guess? I wasn't listening. Oh theres Kara!" She races off like she never knew me. I sit down. Alone. Okay,I was perfect but perfection doesn't win you friendships.

At lunch,the lunch lady allowed me to get a free turkey and cheese sandwich with Lays sun chips. I chew silently when a new six grader pulled up to me. putting on my act,I smiled. She look at me disgusted. Oh my gosh,did I just show a piece of chewed turkey paste filled with cheese to her? Unless...what if she was a Kay? You know,bossy I;m popular on the first day of school all must bow down to me type? I get goose bumps just thinking about it.

In math,I keep thinking about the new six grader. What was her problem. Well,because I'm perfect(not to rub it in)I answered questions and I never got the question,"Is there something wrong,Bubble?" that really was a down side to being me. No,can you make me feel better friends. You know what? I don't have any friends!  I walk home,yes,still thinking about the new sixth grader. A new Kay could really affect this school. If she is just popular in sixth grade,no sweat. The problem is if shes a school queen bee! It could of been the cross paste. No,a regular new girl wouldn't act like this! All of this was confusing! Most of was what surprised me was when I walked inside my house.