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Gabriella in Math Class, Doodling |
Chapter 1
4-10-08 12:00pm Lunchtime
BOR-ING! We are having liver casserole today. Oh joy. I wish I could just transfigure my lunch into a hot fudge sundae, sparkling cider, and a Cesar salad. Now that’s a lunch!
I don’t even know what’s really in it! It doesn’t look like liver. It seems more like jello. Ick. Oh Lord help me. Oh, gotta go-Emily is wondering why I’m writing.
Natalie Wright
“You’re writing in your journal again?!” my best friend Emily Dondero asked. She shook her head. “You honestly are crazy, Nat. I mean, it’s lunchtime! Socialize with us, not your journal!” Emily laughed.
I poked my casserole. “Yeah, I think talking to you guys will give me an excuse to not be eating this yummy casserole. I mean, yesterday’s lunch was much better. Hot dogs, now that’s classic. I mean, we’re in a nice, Catholic School and we pay two bucks for this lunch. We should something decent! So, what’s in it?”
My best friend Tammie Johnson said, “IDK. It looks like some type of gooey, sloppy thingy from Mars!” She scooped up a bit in her spork and let it drip back down onto her plate.
I laughed. “You are such a space cadet!”
“Yes, but we still love her,” my best friend Amy Anders joked, laughing and hugging Tammie.
Tammie pushed Amy away and flattened her white blouse. “Ok-ay; who’s gonna try the space goop first?” she asked.
I looked around. “Is it safe?” I asked. I put some of the food onto my spoon. It seemed too watery and it dripped right between the teeth in my spork. “Yuck. Mine is hazardous.”
Tammie grabbed a spoonful. “Here goes!” she said. She ate it. She made a sour face and spat it back out. “That was terrible! They’re killing us! Could we please sue them right now?”
We all laughed at her.
“It’s not funny,” she snapped.
We all shut up.
Then, one of the teachers came to the front of the cafeteria and the room became still and quiet. She then dismissed the classes one by one to go out for recess beginning with the sixth graders, then us seventh graders, then the eighth graders.
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I really like it! I'll keep
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Just something to this about
>The end was a little odd for me, you don't need to change it, it jus just is a little strange-like telling something that doesn't seem very important.
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