Horse-riding Miracles 3#

Horse-riding Miracles- 3# The Pass Tests

Note from Kat: If you not have read the first series, scroll down so you get the story!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Rate: A serious note!)

Chapter 1

"Willow Halls Riding School please come in order!" Jedi the beginner teacher called over the loud-speaker. Angie was in the lounge with her best friend June. When they heard the announcement, they scattered to the meeting area. "I wonder what's up?" whispered June excitedly in Angie's ear. When they arrived in the meeting place. Jedi was in the middle of talking to the students when June and Angie came. She stopped and frowned at them. "You both are late and I am not taking any excuses. Please join the line but I'm not going to repeat myself so you'll have to hear it from someone else!" Jedi growled. Wendy and the rest of the snobby girls snickered meanly. Angie sighed. When will they just give it up? She kept thinking. The snobby girls always teased her. "And the questions will be frequently asked by your dressage teacher, I'm so. But you must learn them so the staff know you'll be ready for the next skill for next year!" continued Jedi. "Oh-o. My sister told me about the mid-term tests. We do the questions in a room then teachers mark it. Then, we have lessons for the rest of the term then in Term 4, there'll be no more lessons, of course. They'll be just riding depending if you have passed the test or not…" June whispered quietly in Angie's ear. Stevie, a girl from the snobby people, was angry that Jedi didn't tell them off. Well, boy was Angie glad! But after the announcement, Angie felt sudden fear go up her. She hadn't accepted a mid-year test. And June had told her that her sister didn't pass so June's sister, Jamie had to keep having lessons in Term 4! I have to pass, Angie pleaded. The test was in two weeks' time and Angie hadn't studied once! Angie strolled to the stable. She remembered she had formal jumping lessons in five minutes. So, she quickly ran to Caspar's stall, tripping over a bucket, still full-on nervous about the exam test. Angie opened her eyes. She had tripped over a bucket. And, she had her back flat on the ground, blonde hair in hay.

"Hello, Angie! Are you alright? Angie!"

Angie slowly looked up, feeling like a total stupid. It was June and the stable handler, Rex. Rex was holding Caspar in the reins. June was holding his tack. "Get up, Ange. You know what Ms. Harrington is like! You're late twenty two minutes!" exclaimed Rex and June together. Angie gasped and got up like a rocket. "Oh no! She's probably testing the questions for the mid-year test! Gimmie Caspar quickly. And his tack. I can't believe I'm this late!!" she snatched the tack and the reins without reply and hurried to get her helmet. Now there was something to worry about! When she quickly mounted Caspar to the riding arena. Ms. Harrington was in the middle of asking Stevie a question. "What are the three kinds of breed of common known horses around the…"

Chapter 2

"I'm so sorry that I'm late, Ms.!" Cried Angie riding in line next to Sammy with Goldie. Ms. Harrington looked cranky when she saw Angie mounting Caspar in line. "Rex told me what happened indoors. How can you be so foolish? You know it is not safe to run in the stables around horses. And I have gone through half the questions already. Poor Wendy and Stevie had to take your questions!" Ms. Harrington snapped. Angie flinched on her saddle. "Now, since you've come late, Angie. Answer this question: When a baby foal has just been born, what kind of milk do we feed him or her?" continued Ms. Harrington with a strong tone. Angie's stomach flipped. What was she going to say? Again, Ms. Harrington asked the question with a cold voice. "Um, foal milk? Special milk? Horse milk? Nursing milk? Cattle milk? Tea milk?" Angie said hopefully praying she will have the question right. The snobby girls and Sammy who was next to her giggled silently. Angie blushed shamefully. But Ms. Harrington wasn't impressed at all. "Angie Webster- the test is in two weeks. You better study or else-it's lessons almost every day! Dismissed!" hissed Ms. Harrington. Angie heard the snobby girls snickering and teasing behind her. "Yeah-she's totally dumb-I know! Ha-ha! Look at her silly horse, Dumbspa! Dumb just like HER!" they all were saying. But Angie had enough. She clutched tight to Caspar's reins, turned him around and said to the snobs, "You know what? I'm tired of you. All of you. So, if you think that Caspar and I are so dumb-well, we'll make a bet because I'm sick and tired of you. If you think you're the best; prove it; a race I'm holding on Tuesday afternoon, four o' clock. If I win, that means I have proven myself that I'm not what you think. What's your bet?" said Angie loudly so everyone could hear. Sammy and others turned around with their horses, heel first. Wendy laughed. Stevie and Elliarna giggled. "Well, I know that you're not good at… The mid-year test! Whoever gets a higher grade than another wins! And since you are making 2 pathetic bets…" said Wendy, still on her horse. Angie got off her horse and tied Caspar on a fence. She knew what Wendy was doing-wanting her to lose by betting on her least fave subject. "We'll calculate the marks!" cried another voice from distance. Angie froze. Wendy froze. The snobs froze. There, was June, on Ginny for her next lesson. Oh, thanks a lot, June, Angie thought. Now you've made it worse.

Chapter 3

That night Angie's parents said that if Angie didn't pass, she would have to move from Willow Halls to another riding school! Angie was shocked. Tomorrow was school and she hadn't even finished one bit of her homework. Angie trotted upstairs in depression. Her mum told her to finish her homework. Instead, Angie wrote a list when she got in her room. It was enough reasons why she had to pass the test:

• The snobby girls will stop teasing me about lessons.
  
• My parents won't make me move.
  
• My parents won't be disappointed.
  
• Then, I won't get classes in Term 4
  
• Ms. Harrington won't go all rough on me.
  

  Causes: Study and study horse questions enough to make me pass. Ask a friend or adult to test me every night.
  

Angie had no time to lose. She got out her homework note-books and began to do very easy math sums in a hurry. Then, she opened her laptop and searched on the internet about the questions. She had to pass! Five of the things can do a lot!

The time was here. The mid-year tests. It was a lovely November 5^th, but Angie felt like lurching. Yesterday, Angie had won the race because Wendy had fallen of Dandy and now blaming Angie about the fall. Angie didn't care one bit. All she cared was about the mid-term test. Everyone was in the stable, not allowing going in the arena because the examiners, John Smith and Fiona were sorting papers out. "June Mcduff and Ginny Mcduff. Please enter the arena." A voice went through the speaker. Phew! June was first for her test exam. "Good luck, June!" Angie whispered as she groomed Caspar in his stall as June was on Ginny, riding past. Thirty minuets' later, June came out with a happy expression. The snobby girls frowned deeply. "I got a B-! My first exam tests! Look, dressage combo; tick, timing beats; cross- that was a sucker and the rest are all crosses but at least I got a B!" said June, showing Angie and a few other people her results. Angie looked keenly. June had answered 9 questions right out of 22. It was pretty good. At least she has passed. I don't think I'll have a chance… thought Angie. Soon, Angie's name and Caspar's were called up. She didn't feel nervous because they snobs were snickering. It was because of: a) what if she doesn't past? Or b) What if I do badly? The two questions were in her stomach, swelling around as she saddled up. She entered the arena. A man and a woman were carrying clipboards and pens. Angie gulped. John, the man saw how nervous Angie was and gave her a sweet. Angie placed it in her pocket with a zipper. She got on Caspar. The man cleared his throat. "Before you start your single combo, please tell me; what is a name of a baby girl horse?" asked John. "Filly." Said Angie, PRAYING. Fiona nodded and asked her a few more questions. Later, she was starting her single combo's, dressage's and jumps. Angie was shaking when Fiona handed on her results. "Hey, don't be nervous or scared- you did pretty well!" she said with a warm smile. When she went back to the stable- she can't believe it- she got a B^t! Angie jumped up and down and showed June and everyone the results-it was excellent after all. She passed!

The End!

 

Horse-riding Miracles 2#

Horse-riding Miracles 2#-

If my mum is reading this, please scroll down and read: Horse-riding miracles. This is continued from that story.

Chapter 1

Angie felt fantastic as she and Caspar leaped over the 30cm fence. She felt free. She felt great. She had never jumped a fence high like that. Ms. Harrington did little claps and said, "Well, Angie, you have good technic but your body tension and speed seems low." The snobby girls snickered. "Wendy, you're next," called Ms. Harrington. Wendy kept her back straight as she held on tight to Bronte's reins. She smiled at Ms. Harrington and began going into a light canter. Angie's face fell. Wendy and Stevie were all so good. Wendy jumped the fence, it made everything look easy. "Very excellent, Shining Star. You have good technic, body tension and speed. You are a very good rider and that private lesson isn't to waste! "smiled Ms. Harrington. Angie sighed. Shining Star is what Ms. Harrington called Wendy from now on. It was because Wendy is the best rider. Except for Stevie, of course. Unfortunately, Stevie, Wendy and Elliarna heard her sigh and all chanted when Ms. Harrington wasn't looking: 'Miserable, raining face, on her base!' Angie looked away. "Who cares about them?" whispered June who was right next to her with Ginny. No matter what happened or whatever Angie does, the snobby girls are all going on her. For the past weeks Angie had been training very hard in Willow Halls Riding School. But still, Ms. Harrington thought she was a complete idiot and the snobby girls will just keep chanting on her. There was no escape. No escape whatsoever.

"Wanna come to the lounge to get a drink?" asked June after the jumping lesson. They were at Caspar's stall fixing him for next lesson. "OK, when I just put on this saddle… oh right, let's go," answered Angie unlocking the stall door. They headed off towards the lounge when they heard Ms. Harrington's voice in the office, "OK, she will be fine in first lesson if she can ride like that. I can book her classes right now. The rest of the pupils are having a 20-30min break so she can just find some friends." Ms. Harrington was saying. Angie and June looked at eachother. They all were thinking the same thing; a new student is enrolling! They crept outside the office window. On one chair, was a woman with long dark hair probably the girl's mother and on another was a girl with dark brown hair in a ponytail. "Wanna tease her when Ms. Harrington and her mum are out?" asked June.

"No way!" hissed Angie, glaring at her friend. "If you are going to end up like the snob girls, you can forget about being my friend!" June sighed and insisted, "I was only joking, Ange. Seriously. Now let's go to the lounge." Said June. So, off they went.

Chapter 2

"Excuse me! Can I please have everyone's attention?" Jedi, the beginners riding teacher called out from the lounge. Everyone dropped dead silent except for some snuffled giggles from the snobby girls. Angie and June stopped talking immediately and turned around to Jedi. Angie saw how serious Jedi's face was so she put down her orange fizzy juice down with a slam. "Now, we have a new pupil at Willow Halls and her name is Jue. Jue Mitchells. She and her mother are at the office right now with Ms. Harrington discussing classes. I want you to all make her feel welcome. Be kind and show her around. She is new and she has ridden before so she should get the hang of it. If you will like to know her classes, come to the pinboard. Thank you." Thus, Jedi left with a thump. Most kids hurried out of the lounge to check out the pinboards. Except for Angie and June. "Jue," breathed June under her breath. "Jue; is that even a name for a girl?" Angie shrugged and answered, "I don't know. I think we saw her at the office, remember? With her mum. She looked kind but that was only to Ms. Harrington and possibly Jedi," the two girls stopped talking about Jue Mitchells and looked around to the snobby girls, who were still in the lounge much too interested in their looks and beauty to care about what's going on at Willow Hall's. "What are you staring at, Angie Traveski? Since, you've made a complete fool out of yourself to Ms. Harrington; I suggest you better warm up because our dressage lesson is starting in ten minutes," Stevie taunted. Angie and June scrambled out of the lounge. She didn't want the snobs teasing her again. When they left, Angie could hear them chanting again: 'Miserable, raining face on her base!'

Angie and June went separate ways to tack up their horses for the lesson. Angie approached to Caspar, smiling brightly. "Hey there, you look like you're ready for dressage," smiled Angie hopefully, patting Caspar's forehead. The horse was strawberry roan all over. Soon, Angie unlocked the stall and tacked Caspar up. Suddenly the little bell rang. Class was about to begin. As Angie rode Caspar to the dressage area, Ms. Harrington and the rest of the class was there. "Today, we are going to straight into our dressage work. I'm not going to explain. Janine, the casual teacher has explained on Wednesday, of course. So you should all remember the technics, of course. Elliarna, you start," said Ms. Harrington sternly. Elliarna and her horse, Little-Bell set off. "Ellie, keep your back straight and your canters will be much better!" cried Ms. Harrington. When Elliarna finished, it was Angie's turn. Angie took a deep breathe. Dressage combos were definitely the easiest style in riding. Angie took her go. She could hear the snobby girls chanting that ridiculous rhyme softly but that didn't stop Angie from doing her best. Suddenly, out of the blue, someone on a horse came up to Ms. Harrington which gave Caspar a shock. Caspar bolted and bucked but Angie was managed to stay on. Though she didn't know that she was sliding slowly down the saddle in a surprising start. Angie slowly got up and Ms. Harrington tutted. Angie saw who was the girl that scared Caspar- it was the new girl-Jue Mitchells, late to class no doubt. "Alright, Angie it wasn't a big fall much so it'll be alright. Something just gave Caspar a shock, no doubt. Alright, since Angie was the last one, we are all finished for today's lessons. But, Jue is going to give us a fine gallop, aren't you Jue?" continued Ms. Harrington, giving a stern, willing look at Jue. Angie saw the girl nod. The girl's hair was now in a low ponytail. She was wearing light jeans, perfect for riding, and a jean jacket and riding helmet. Soon enough, all Angie see is a blur. Jue was galloping away in the dressage ring. Jue was pretty good and Ms. Harrington hadn't praised her or told her off. Jue knew what that meant: She didn't tell her off because she was new and her riding is quite not good in a way Angie felt it.

Chapter 3

Angie had received several emails from June yesterday:

Hey Ange. I just wanted to tell you that because since you aren't online, I wanted to say I am sad because my mum and dad said that we might be leaving Willow Halls this week. We MIGHT. But when they say MIGHT it generally means a YES. So, yeah. I'm still worried just in case we are going. It's horrible news but I got some bright news: Jue Mitchells, the new girl has Dixon, the bay horse. She is riding him for perhaps forever. Dixon, is a great horse, eh? Look, we have been friends for a few weeks but I'm afraid that we might have to move, NOT taking GINNY with us!!!! Wahhh! I will miss Willow Halls, you and Ginny. I will also miss Kathy, my riding instructor. IF I leave, good luck and make new friends and IGNORE the snob girls. Bye, June xo

That email got her heart hurting. How can June leave? That was horrible news! Suddenly another email caught Angie's eyes and she clicked on it. It said: Good news-I'm NOT LEAVING! Whoa! Yes! bye, June. Angie found herself giggling. Phew! June was not going to leave-that was a good thing. What is going to be the other?

The end

 

Horse-Riding Miracles

Horse-Riding Miracles

By Christine Katlyn-Caraline Wang

Chapter 1

"You are late!"

"I'm sorry. I had early piano practice in the morning and things went…"

"Not interested in what else you do. There is a competition on Saturday and if you are late to every single class, I might as well call your parents!"

Angie can't believe it. She just cannot believe it. Her horse-riding lesson starts at nine. And today's piano lesson started at eight in the morning and Ms. Harrington, the age 11-13 years old teaching horse-riding teacher is yelling at her every morning. Ok, at least she tried to tell her about how important my piano exam is and how she needed to take lessons morning at night. "Go get Caspar!" growled Ms. Harrington madly as she watched this riding pro girl called Stevie Halter jump to combo fences. She is amazing at riding. Her parents are wealthy and rich so she gets private lessons and all that. Caspar is Angie's horse Angie boarded to Willow Halls Riding School. She owned Caspar ever since he was a pony. Now, it's at the stables. A few snobby girls smirked as Angie turned away to the stable. "Next! Oh, since Angie wasn't ready on time, Wendy, you'll have to take her turn on the combo and dressage." She heard Ms. Harrington say.

It wasn't fair, thought Angie as she opened Caspar's barn door. Stevie and Wendy are always on time! And they brag and brag about everything infront of my face! She kept thinking that furiously as she tacked Caspar up. Caspar snorted as if to say that he was ready for the combo jumps. "Mm, Caspar. We were late, that's all. And the combo jump morning lesson has finished. It's snack time now, but I'm going to the combo area and we're going to show how good we are to Ms. Harrington!" said Angie solemnly. She had been so late; it was almost like she forgot to brush her blonde hair. Though her blonde hair was tied up into pigtails with green ribbons. She placed on the saddle and pushed up on Caspar. Then, she mounted out of the barn. As she mounted, Wendy and Stevie and another snobby girl called Elliarna were walking behind her saying, "I know! I can't believe Ms. Harrington thought we were the best at everything!" Stevie was saying, in a voice she'd hoped Angie would hear. "And I heard her talking to Max about we were the top ones in combo dressage's and did you know I heard them say Angie was the lowest because she was so low and late?" Wendy breathed. Angie ignored them and mounted Caspar on. It was hard to ignore them because their voices were loud. Soon, when she got out, the girls weren't behind her though she could hear them mumbling away, voices fading. As she got to the combo area, she whispered to Caspar, "C'mon, Caspar. We'll need to practice. For us, and the competition on Saturday," then, she thumped on the reins and off they went. Caspar was cantering steadily and perfectly. When a fence appeared infront of them, Angie was worried. She had jumped only little fences before she enrolled Ms. Harrington's class, but that was when she was nine. Now, it was a very big one. Angie waited for the moment to happen when… NEIGH! Angie went flying off the saddle onto the stiff, hard ground.

Chapter 2

"Angie, can you hear me? Angie?" Dr. Jane's stern voice was shattering. Angie slowly opened her eyes, avoiding the pain on her shoulders and back. She looked up. The snobby girls were standing in distance, laughing about Angie's 'Stupid fall'. And there was Ms. Harrington not looking happy. Ms. Harrington was clutching onto Caspar's reins and looking straight at Angie on the ground. "Are you OK?" asked Dr. Jane. "Yes, I'm fine. What about Caspar?" asked Angie, slowly getting up. "He's good and well. In tip-top shape." Said Dr. Jane, placing a bandage on for Angie's bleeding elbow.

"Were you mad?" hissed Ms. Harrington. Angie was at the office, taking consequences for the accident. Obviously, the snobby girls were all outside the window, giggling. "I wanted to practice my jumping so when I come early on Tuesday I can improve." She exclaimed quietly, rubbing her arm. She still was in her riding outfit and hadn't changed since. "Well, that was a silly thing to do, without guidance from another adult or teacher," Ms. Harrington snarled. Then, she told Angie she should be more like Stevie and Wendy, always doing the right thing. Angie had nothing to say to that. She was over. Her chance of coming to this riding school was over. "And, next classes is on Monday at four twenty; not Tuesday, Angie." Finished off Ms. Harrington. Angie gulped. It has been school holidays for a month or two but her dancing school classes were on a MONDAY! Instead of telling Ms. Harrington that, Angie nodded and walked outside the office.

"Ha-ha. Who's got in trouble from Harrington?" snarled nastily Stevie. "Yeah who?" cried another girl pulling a beautiful black bay horse. Angie thought that girl was teasing but instead, the girl came infront of Angie and said to Stevie, "Oh, so you haven't got in trouble, huh? Then, why do you care about her? It's none of your business, excuse me." Angie was shocked. No one in this riding school stood out to her like that. Stevie sneered one more time and walked away to join Wendy and Elliarna to the counter room. "Don't worry about them," the girl smiled kindly at Angie. "Stevie and Wendy are always bullies, anyway. I'm June. June Kelly," said the girl. Angie smiled shyly back. "I'm Angie. Angie Webster. Who's that horse you're pulling? Well he's very beautiful,"

"Actually it's a she. Her name is Ginny. My parents boarded her. She is beautiful, but she does get hot-headed and temperamental and she bucks you off. I like that horse called Caspar better-you know that strawberry roan at the middle stall?" she June as she pulled Ginny off. Angie walked with them. "Caspar? Oh, that's my horse. I also boarded him and got him since he was a pony. D'you wanna see him?" asked Angie, grinning. The two girls walked on, with Ginny to Caspar's stall. First, June gave Holly, her riding teacher Ginny and walked off with Angie. When they arrived at Caspar's stall, June gaped. "What a beauty! He must've been worth a thousand pounds, right?" she asked with a surprised expression. Angie laughed and said, "No. Just a few hundreds." She thought that this day was getting better. Her first ever best friend in Willow Halls riding School ever. She wished the snack time will never end, but it did. The bell went and it was time to go to the next lesson: dressage. The two girls gave eachother's phone numbers and emails before they took off in separate ways.

As she mounted Caspar to the dressage area, Ms. Harrington arrived with a clip-board and pen. The other riders were there as well. "Thank goodness you didn't come late, Angie. I will be testing your exams today." That gave Angie a complete shock. "Today's exam? What?" cried Angie, adjusting her helmet. Exam?! She hadn't been ready or practicing these days. Ms. Harrington curved her lips up and yelled, "OK, Angie Webster! I'm going have to speak to your parents this afternoon when you leave-no excuses!" Angie gulped. "But-"

"No buts! Think about it; being late, being lazy, being sloppy, doing silly things, not getting on to the timetables! Seriously, Angie, should I add more?" yelled Ms. Harrington. No one dared to say a word. Not even the snobby girls. Angie could feel Caspar getting nervous and stiff and that was not good for dressage's. Angie shook her head. Tears were swimming up to her eyes. Her eyes were getting so blurry and watery, if she did anything, she was going to cry. In the awkward silence, Angie knew what to do was best; she nodded and mounted Caspar back to the barn and into the paddock. The paddock was a good place to cry because now, no one is in the paddock except for a few foals and horses. When she went pass a tree with no horse (Caspar was feeding on grass.), she being to sob. Why did she even bother coming here when there's a lot on her mind these days? Why? She had no idea except for being a stupid, dummy sobbing.

Chapter Three

"Angie, love, Ms. Harrington spoke to us this afternoon about your lessons. Your mum and I have thought about it," it was a warm night and Angie was in her PJ's, grabbing a glass of juice from the fridge as she heard her parents talking. "Look, as we said, your teacher has spoken to us. You need to catch up, so we are wanting you to choose either dancing, piano, guitar, swimming or singing lessons to take out." Her mum said, flipping the pancakes over in the pan. Angie froze. "What?! That's insane! I'm not taking any of those out unless it's tutoring," exclaimed Angie. "No! Your math and science is getting crabby and we need you to keep tutoring, Ange." Said her dad. "We know that you want to keep horse-riding so that's why it's not an option, love." Said her mum. Angie sighed and sat on a chair near the dining table, putting the juice down. Her dad came over and gave her five papers. Each are the bills of the five options Angie has to take out. She looked at them thoroughly. "Well, I don't want to take out piano and guitar and swimming. So I guess it just leaves it to singing and dancing; right?" said Angie. Her dad nodded, strictly looking at the bills of each. Swimming was obviously the cheapest. Then, her mum butted in, "You can withdraw two, you know. Our money is getting less and less by week." Angie said, "You said I can take out one sport only. So, I don't want to do dancing anymore. So, when the concert is over, we will quit," Angie finally said. Her mum nodded gaily. "And I quit guitar lessons. Dan can teach me without bills." Continued Angie. Her mum nodded again. "Then, it's settled. Dan can teach you every Wednesday night,"

That's it, Angie thought. I can finally leave some time for my horse-riding. That night, she called June and told her the news. June was impressed. "That's good, Ange. Are you coming to the stables tomorrow?" she asked. "Of course! Since I don't do dancing, I will have to go!" insisted Angie.

The End

 

My life

My horrible Life Right Now

As if you care!

Go away

No one appreciates you

You're so mean and you got an ugly pimple

I don't like you

Stop it, stupid!

That's what I really feel like saying right now. Mum is in a ballistic mood just because I said, "When's cheesecake ready?" and she spat in my face. I thought it was quite rude. To be honest, tomorrow is when I go to my (____) dance school. As if I care if I do not go. It's not my fault I'm enrolling irdc, the not good school ever. I don't like that school. People are very bad. The concerts look down to worse. The songs the teacher's choose are just boring and old. Mum likes it. Ha! People who are bad-mood like it probably. I'm in a bad mood now because of Mum yelling at and my dancing school. I get angry when mum or dad yells at me. And I wrote stuff down in my diary I feel like saying but cannot say. Life seems low now. You see, mum's side of the family is a very bad mood family. That's why I don't like going to my aunt's house. It's full of madness. And, my cousin is a very frustrated person. Mum gets into a bad mood easily and she doesn't know. The truth is, she is. A big one. Especially on period. I generally stay far away and shut up. Mum talks a lot and eats fast. I am very very annoyed and angry because of those two reasons. I hate dancing school. Tap is worst. I'm gonna write more info in my diary. The phone is ringing. As if I care. Mum is answering the phone. I don't care about anything except for myself. Blah blah blah. I'm not doing any good things now. (I know I'm so bad. Ha-ha.) I won't bother about doing the dishes or anything.

Things I want to Change but Can't:

1. I want to quit dancing, especially tap. I hate it!
   
2. Get an i-pad
   
3. Instead of dancing, I will do any swimming or horse-riding.
   
4. I WANT TO QUIT DANCING! I CAN DO ANOTHER SPORT. THAT WAY I WON'T GET FAT LIKE MUM SAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
   
5. GREAT. NOW MUM'S IN A GOOD MOOD. WHAT CAN I SAY?
   
6. I WANT TO QUIT DANCING!
   
7. I WANT TO QUIT DANCING!
   
8. (REPEAT 6^TH AND 7^TH LINE A THOUSAND TIMES TILL YOU GET IT.)

How can I find the Perfect Sport?

How can I Find the Perfect Sport?

By Christine Katlyn-Caraline Wang and Pinky Diaries

Note from Christine KCW:

In my life it is so hard to find a perfect sport. Mum says I was getting chubby and dancing tap or ballet might help. But the truth is… dancing is making me worse. I didn't want to live my life unhappy just because of dancing haunting it do I? I'm trying to make a stop to it
and try out private lessons for swimming or horse-riding. So, in this book or page or whatever you call it, there is first a story I've made up then some facts after each. The characters are all the same. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Let's try out Acrobatics

I looked out the car window and sighed. But happily. Today is the day for my acrobatics lesson classes. I can hardly wait. It's a Tuesday morning and the sun is shining brightly. It's still school holidays and I, Jeannie Mcduff have to do an outside sport. "You're getting chubbier by day," mum says. So, here I am, agreeing with mum and enrolling acrobatics. I have stretched this morning so it should be alright. My body tension is fine, actually. We drove there, at the studio. Loud music thumped up my heart as I pushed open the heavy door. Then, I spotted the ENTER door and pushed in. Mum said bye because she had to go back to work. What I saw was a crowd of kids and parents chatting away. I saw a group of slim girls whispering in one corner and another group in another corner. They all wore same uniforms. Perfect for acrobatics. It was that time I enrolled 'Rhymical's Acrobatic School'. Suddenly a bell rang a light breeze. The girls about my age scrambled up and walked through a door that said: Junior Acrobatics'. I walked over to the office and ask the lady there, "Um, which room am I in?" I seemed stupid and dumb. "Ah, you're the new girl aren't you? I'm Fiona, the helper here. You're going through the junior door." I said thanks were politely and ran into the junior door.

"Jeannie Mcduff, find a position in the room somewhere and sit down," the teacher, Gina told me to do. She looked friendly and flexible. The girls all huddled up like bees in the same hive and looked at me and whispered to eachother. I just froze there, thinking about what to do. All the girls had their own group of pathetic friends. I gulped. Suddenly, Gina came in with a dramatic start. "Right, juniors! Let's do the steps!" Gina called out. Huh? I didn't know any steps. "The mountain!" she called. Everyone put their hands in the air that looked like a rocket and their bellies squeezed in and thighs in. I copied a few but lost my balance and fell. Gina helped me up and said it was OK to fall on first lesson. Good? The girls were all smirking and giggling! "The bike!" then all the girls placed one leg in the air behind them and their arms in front. Again, I lost my balance and fell. Gina gave up on her sympathy and all the girls especially the slim ones: Sara, Milly and Mikki were all bursting out. The rest of the lesson was horrible. When it was over, I quickly grabbed my bag in a flash, avoiding Milly whispering to Mikki and Sara and looking at me, and ran out the door. I had to tell mum I don't want to go to this acrobatics. Not in this life time I won't.

Hi, Christine here again. Don't you think Sara, Milly and Mikki were just awful? I mean, they were very spiteful or in other words, bitchy which means spiteful. Jeannie has told her mother that acrobatics isn't for her- I will say that to my mum if I was her- not with the horrible people, I won't! Well, if you are interested in acrobatics, why not try gymnastics? It's much easier than acrobatics. It depends, really. There is lots of stretching and boy tension going on. My rate:


I'd say two and a half, but I will prefer this much more than tap dancing.

To be continued…

Don't miss out: Finding the Perfect Sport; Ice-skating. Bye! Xo, C and Pinky Diaries.

Friends Forever and More Club 2#

Friends Forever and More Club-

Undercover Agent Mylye has some news!

Continued… Haven't read the first? Scroll down! Promise the entries are very cool!

My Diary

(Abigail Hooker)

Friday- 5:01pm

Guess what??? Today I went shopping with Mylye and mum to buy some cool stuff for my swimming practice tomorrow and guess what??? Okay, keep calm girl, let's start from the beginning. We arrived at Blueberry's Road Town shops and guess who I bumped into? My boyfriend, Tom!! We got into a cool convo. At that time, mum was at a ladies shop and Mylye was at 'Diva's'. "Hey, Abi!" Tom smiled an angel smile at me. "Hi Tom! What are you doing here?" I said solemnly. Not exactly. He said that he was just looking around with his mates. Suddenly, we were about to do that stuff that boy-friends and girl-friends do but then Mylye and mum told me to hurry up because we were going to the Swimming Shop. Tom and I departed in separate ways. What a good start to a shopping day, eh? Mum went to another shop and left us alone to shop till we drop and told us to meet her at the red desk. "Why don't we go into Diva again?" Mylye asked, looking admiring her heart bracelet she just bought. I shooked my head and laughed. "We can buy a cool charm bracelet like mine to give you good-luck tomorrow in swimming classes," Mylye continued, ignoring my dreamy look, thinking about Tom. I nodded dreamily. Then we headed off to Diva's. Once we got, there, we were the only ones in the shop. "Hey, look at this dolphin charm necklace?! Only two dollars fifty! Abi, look!" Mylye clicked me off my daydreams. I stared at the necklace for a while. It looked cool. And the lady said it couldn't rust in water! Awesome! I bought it and we headed off the Target to buy me some swimmers. Mylye kindly brought me a purple swimmer. Ahhh! She is the best twin ever and better, she is part of the BFFM club. Also, I bought a blue pen with tinsels on it for 50c. I'm writing in it as you see.

Saturday-9:30am

I'm writing this in the car. The rest of the club members are meeting me and Mile at the pool. Remember them? Sarae, Vanessa and Emmasa? They promise to come forty mins early to help me gain skills. My friends are the best but again, I am so nervous because it is my first lesson.

Saturday- 9:45pm

What a day, phew! I'm so glad this day is over! I met my gang at the pool and we all jumped in. Sarae, who is a sports freak, taught me how to do certain types of swims. Here's how I went: (The BFFMC and Sarae judged me in the water! Vanessa got her paper wet!)

Free-style- Good and fancy. Must be worked on. Can swim for ten mins maximum. Judged by Emmasa and Sarae. 8.5/10

Back-stroke- Very good. Can swim for more than half an hour!! Technic is excellent. Judged by Mylye and Sarae. 10/10 (Yay!)

Breathe-stroke- Not bad, we suppose. Need LOT'S of work on it. Must work on the breathing and legs. Judged by Vanessa and Sarae. 5.5/10 (Boo-hoo! Why does it need to be so complicated?)

Butterfly- Very funny! The arms really need to flex and be straight! Need heaps of work on every bit. But, well done, Abi. Judged by Sarae. 4/10 (Huh! This means big-time practice!)

Diving- Excellent! Can dive in very high distances. Judged by all of the BFFMC! 10/10

Everyone kept laughing at me when I did the butterfly! Mylye was laughing so hard, the others had to push her in the water to make her stop. Hah! Well, thanks to the BFFMC, I did really well in my class. My teacher, Samson, told me he saw me practicing with the BFFMC and he said keep doing that because I'm doing really well. Thanks to the BFFMC, my friends are the best friends in the world!!!

My diary

(By Vanessa Crumbs.)

Dear Diary,

Monday Late

I can't believe what happened today! That reckless meanie, Laura and her gang were at it again! Spoiling my math talents! This is what happened: It was nearly time for the middle session- my favorite one- math. I went to my locker to get out my math gear out; by as I tried to open it with my key, the locker wouldn't open! The BFFMC were at the rescue, as always but not today! They all tried to help me out though. Emmasa said she doesn't have a spare math dictionary. Sarae said she doesn't have a spare set of math equipment. Abigail said she couldn't lend me her math exercise book because she didn't have a spare. Mylye said the same thing but she did manage to give me a 30cm ruler, a pencil and rubber eraser. Though I still needed my math books. When I entered class, I told Ms. Smitten that I couldn't find my math books because my key wouldn't work. She just told me it was another one of my excuses and horrid- she blew the bombshell- no more math for me today. I had to sit down and do something. Yes, something. But what? I got so sad my eyes were swimmy with tears. Laura and Jade and a few other friends giggled behind me. I could feel the suspense in my life!

Tuesday afternoon

Today we didn't have to go to school because of Teacher's day. I received messages from the BFFMC.

Abi_girl_gail: That Laura is gonna pay!

Vanespire_luvs_math: What do you mean Laura? I thought it was cos' of my locker problems!

Mylye_smiles_a_mile: We backed-up for you. I did, secret Undercover Agent Mylye. I heard Laura saying it after math class. She said that it was so funny to hear you get told off just because of something they did.

Emmasa24: She was suspicious.

Sporty-Sarae: Yep. But we still didn't know about your locker.

Mylye_smiles_a_mile: Got it! Secret undercover agent on the loose.

Sporty-Sarae: Get on with it.

Mylye_smiles_a_mile: Well, about the locker thing, Laura and her friends know that Vanessa loves math. Right?

Vanespire_luvs_math: Yes, in fact, they do.

Emmasa24: So? What does that tell us undercover agent Mylye?

Mylye_smiles_a_mile: So, Laura wants to spoil Vanessa's fave time of the day.

Vanespire_luvs_math: I still don't get what you mean. Over and out.

Emmasa24: Me too.

Abi_girl_gail: Why don't we have a secret meeting at five at me and Mylye's place?

Sporty-Sarae: Yep. I'm free. Over and out.

I still don't get the fact that Laura and her gang wants to 'spoil my fave time of the day?' what sense does that make?

Tuesday- After meeting

Laura and her gang are so off the hook. I hate them. I went to Mylye and Abigail's house and Mylye and Abi explained it quite clearly. It went like this:

Abigail: Who wants some fresh blueberries and strawberries mix I found in the fridge?

Everyone: Me!

Mylye: That's enough. Now, the reason why only Vanessa's locker didn't budge and not ours is probably because someone jammed it up.

Me: Jammed it up? But who?

Mylye: I'll go into that later. Laura and her gang know that Vanessa likes math. OK, so they intend to spoil it by doing something to your locker.

Emmasa (chewing on a strawberry.): Oh, yes because they want to break up our friendship by making Vanessa think that one of us jammed her locker.

Mylye: Exactly. You know why she is jealous of how much fun we have.

Sarae :( Chewing on berry mix.) Yes, that does make sense but how are you so sure that Laura did it? If we tell Ms. Smitten that, she won't even believe us!

Abigail held the bowl of berries to Mylye: C'mon. You haven't had one!

Mylye took one and glared at her twin. "Well… Aha! CCTV!" said Mylye. Abigail gaped. "Obviously! Let's go to Mr. Jason tomorrow to get a footage of the locker room. Then, if it actually is Laura, Ms. Smitten won't blame Vanessa at all!" cried Abigail. Finally! Success!

Wednesday after school.

Yay! Mr. Jason rocks! He said he is sorry to hear about my math but he can only get the footage tomorrow. Yay!

Thursday late

It is Laura! The camera showed that Laura and her gang were giggling close to my locker. The next one showed very CLEARLY that LAURA was HOLDAING a pair of GLUE in her hands. We told Ms. Smitten and showed her the footage. Ms. Smitten got very pale and told Laura to come to the assemble area and told THE WHOLE SCHOOL WHAT LAURA DID TO ME!!!! Yay! Double yay! And the workers finally found a way to open my locker but it was all sticky so I can move to a new locker. Hurray!

My Diary

(Emmasa Croons)

Dear Diary,

Friday 7:30pm

Whoo! All that fuss of Vanessa and her locker yesterday is finally over! And I'm glad! I can now write in my diary.

Some good news today: Nothing so far.

Some bad news today: Went to the mall and I saw my crush with another girl. Guess who it was??? Laura Xenia!!!! Ahhhhh! They were on a bench, looking into each other's eyes. It all started with my sister Emily. "Please, please, please can you come to the mall with me? I haven't seen you in ages… we can buy drinks and maybe go to the movies and I can buy you a really cool top while we're there…" Emily pleaded. I sighed and just went on with it. And there it was… I was about to say hi to Ben but BOOM! I saw him holding hands with Laura Xenia, looking totally happy. I didn't intrude or anything. I just did what a normal person would do: bend down and hid. Emily saw me and my watery eyes and we went home. So, now, here I am, in my room feeling so low and depressed. How can I explain to the BFFMC about this? Worse of all, how can Ben do that to me? I guess I'm just being silly…

Saturday morning

Ben came over and said that if I was OK. I explained everything to him. Laura and all that. He said he saw Laura and went to the bench to talk to her before they parted. What an idiot am I. WELL, AT LEASE EVERYTHING IS BACK TO NORMAL.

My Diary

(By Mylye Hooker.)

Sunday 12:41am

Hey, where do you think you're going? Because, I, undercover agent Mylye Hooker, has some news! BFFMC news! News that'll rock your socks off! Here's the paper…

BFFMC Rockin' Paper of the Month

By undercover agent Mylye Hooker.

Eyes only on the members of the BFFMC!

Laura Xenia, the meanest witch in the whole school has spilt raspberry juice on her own skirt! Ha-ha. What a laugh! J
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Vanessa Crumbs, member of the BFFMC has recently got her locker jammed up by Laura Xenia. Stupid Laura! L
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Abigail Hooker got a very funny start to a butterfly swimming stroke and looked like an octopus on high heels! J
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Emmasa Croons thought witchy Laura is going out with Ben! L
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Vanessa Crumbs got an A^t for her math assement! J
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Mylye Hooker uncovered the mystery of the Glued up Locker! J
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Laura and her gang are totally stuck-up stupid, meanest, dumbest, evilest people on earth. J
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That's all for the news. Love, Mylye Hooker undercover agent.

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Continued from Friends Forever and More Club

Mylye Hooker

(My Diary)

Dear Diary,

Wednesday~ Late

Guess what?! I got the part of the auditions for 'The Little Princess' act at School Theater. A main part with handsome Mike Samuels!!! He plays John, main character and I play Janice, a main too. I am so excited because not only is it a production but it's a musical with singing and dancing! The FFMC cheered on me and we celebrated after school at me and Abigail's house. (My twin is Abigail.)

Thursday-Afternoon

Terrible news! Someone soaked my diary in the bath today after school. It was totally drenched. I called the FFMC for a meeting immediately. "We have to find out who'd soaked my diary and my science project!" I declared, glaring at all of them, but in a friend's way. "If, they soaked it," started Emmasa, chewing on her salami sandwich. "It has to be someone who lives with you. We never go to your house when no one's home!" I flinched. I looked over at Abigail, who is nervous. "What about you Abigail?" I glowered. Not my thing. "OK, I admit it, it was me," Abigail blustered out. I gaped. Sarae fainted in a funny way. Vanessa screeched and Emmasa sighed. But then Abi exclaimed it was an terrible accident. She saw my diary at the sink and it slipped in the bath. Same as my project. I forgave her and a meeting turned into a sleepover. A great one.

Friday-At Dance School

Okay, I have to admit that I hate going to my outside dancing school. The girls are horrible there and nasty. And bitchy. Especially Rakia Mitz. No one from school goes to my dancing school. No one. I hate the teacher too. Mrs. Harris. Mean, spiteful and super mean. She doesn't treat everyone equally. Her only fave's are Rakia and Nooby. I quite like Nooby but since she is Rakia's best friend, I decided not to go on. I'm writing this at my dancing school's break for one hour. Rakia and Nooby and Keira were all at another corner whispering and talking. I took no notice of them. Next is tap dancing, my worst one of all. I hate tap. Next year, I am going to beg mum for me to quit it but she said I can't. Life is really unfair at dance school. I got two friends, Issy and Gibby but they got jazz during my break.

Saturday-Late

Stupid Tutoring. I hate tutoring.

Monday- Late

I auditioned for the play and it turned out great! 

(P.S: Wanna read the other girls diaries? Scroll down, c'mon! They're quite good stories. Don't forget to give a interesting, average rating!)

 

Friends Forever & More Club

Friends Forever & More Club

5 fun diary entry stories to read about us!

Abigail Hooker

(My Diary.)

Dear Diary,

Monday~ 10:54pm

Okay, look. I'm writing this on my desk, in the dark except for a little bit of head light so I can see of course! My name is Abigail Hooker and I'm a member of the FFMC. (Friends Forever & More Club.) That's, Mylye Hooker (My twin sister. But blonder hair than Me.), Vanessa Crumbs, Sarae Mya and Emmasa Croons. We all have duties in our club. Like, Mylye is the chairperson because she is so well organized and ready for a speech and she prepares meetings. She is a musical chairperson though. She plays the piano and guitar and sings so whenever the club goes to her house (Not me, obviously.) she makes a start by playing a tune from the piano or guitar with her voice. Vanessa is the Mystery Solver. That's a really big job. Since Vanessa is so good with math and loves doing math work and she is really smart, we all agreed this for her. Sarae is the captain for any sports activity we do. Because she is very good at all kinds of sports, we all agreed. Last member to join is Emmasa. She is a terrific drawer so she is our designer. Not a big job but it's not as hard as any of our jobs! Last of all, I am the note-taking person. Big time job! I have to write notes down for our club. Anyway, today was doing great. Until… Okay, look. I have this boyfriend, Tom Blues. I always say to him, 'Tom Blue, you rock out my shoes!' And we been such great friends and the FFMC think Tom and I should go on a date. "After all, he has been treating you nicely," pointed out Vanessa this morning at school. But Mylye got suspicious suddenly. "A little too nice. Remember on Saturday he bought you a bunch of bouquets and a soft cuddly bear with a heart saying: Love and he also bought you a box of chocolates?" she muttered. I shrugged and blushed brightly. It was so nice of him. Then why was Mylye yet so suspicious today? "Ok, spit it out, Mile! What's up with Tom?" I finally blustered out. Now, that was a bad thing to do that time. It was horrid. I never expected to hear…

Tuesday~ 5:01pm

Oh, WHY? WHY??!! WHY????!!!!! Are things so complicated? I heard things that I never wanted to hear. I am writing this in the toilet at a fancy restaurant, 'Sandy's Seafood Crush'. Just to tell you, I am sobbing and crying out my heart I can barely write. I just hope no one comes in. Tom is known by Mylye to have gone out with the FFMC's worst enemy! Laura. Laura Xenia. No, not her! Her gang made me shook. You know Gina Smith? She is going out with Tom!!!! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! That's what Mylye told me in the car five minutes ago. Oh no!!! Someone's knocking on my cubicle door! Oh great. They heard me sobbing out my heart.

Tuesdays~ 7:30pm

It seems to be Mylye knocking on the cubicle door at the restaurant. She was asking me if I was OK. "No," I'd seem to say. "No because how would Tom get me to Gina? I just don't get it!" I half sobbed and half whispered it. Then, Mylye said that she'll organize a FFMC secret meeting tomorrow, after school. After that, she asks me if I could open the cubicle's door. I did open then we managed to get home. I'm still thinking about Tom and Gina. Do they really make a happy couple? L

Wednesday- 4:50pm

The meeting was great. I sorted a lot of things out. Just you wait. It seems like Tom is not going out with Gina. They were just friends! You see, Vanessa explained it to me. "Look, Abi. All of us spoke to Tom at school today when you were with Emmasa in the loos crying. He said to all of us that Gina and him were just good friends and he thought Gina was not a Laura follower before," then, she stopped to have a breathe. Then, Sarae continued. "But now he knows that Gina is and we did something for you that gave it away and now, he is still close to you, Abigail. Everything is fine," she said and gave me a big hug. I gave all the FFMC people a group hugs. "Thanks so much, guys!" I grinned. When they all went home, my mobile beeped. A message from Tom- Hey, Abi r u OK? I'm sorry that u thought I ganged up on Gina. But I'm not. + Do u wanna go 2 the park on Sunday? X, Tom. I sighed dreamily. My friends did something for me when I wasn't there. My friends and the FFMC is totally the best!

Sarae Mya

(My Diary.)

Dear Diary,

Thursday- 4:00pm

Boy am I puffed out! After weeks of training… Guess what?!!! I am joining the National School's Swim Team! Mr. Jones said my technic was really good. So now, after all the help from the FFMC, I am unbeatable! Well, almost. You see, after school at 3, the gang went to the locals swimming pool with me to practice my time and speed to win a championship race. Abigail tested me with a big watch. Wow! A minuet and one second! The girls all thought it was so good. Especially my free-style. "You can beat the record!" cried Emmasa, cheering. But, once I was about to jump in the water, guess what (?) we saw? Laura and her gang. Obviously! Jade, who was part of Laura's followers, got in the swim team and she is practicing with Laura and others to test her speed! None of us could say a word. But once Laura saw us, she cried, "Oh isn't the Loser's Club with Sarae trying out for the race, huh? We'll see about that, losers. Jade's gonna race you, Sarae!" I gulped. Mylye said I can beat Jade. But I… I… didn't move. "What are you waiting for?" yelled some other people in the pool who were watching all the drama. BLUSH-OMG! This was worse than I thought! Then, something terrible happened- Mylye saw how nervous I was (especially with the life-guard watching, too.) she did a thing that friends are totally for. She took off her T-shirt and shorts and all was left were her swimmers. "I'll do it, Sarae. I'll race Jade!" I gaped at her. But Mylye hasn't even pass her swimming tests. What is she thinking? The gang was shocked by Mylye's braveness to save me. "Bring it on!" was all Jade said when she put on her goggles. Everyone knows Mylye is more interested in music and drama- not sports. Everyone in the pool cheered. Abigail was yelling, "You can do it, Mile!" suddenly, SPLASH! Something terrible happened. When Jade and Miles were racing, Laura sneaked up when no one saw her and guess what she did?! Vanessa Crumbs, who was not in her bathers, was standing on the edge of the water, sipping juice. So, Laura pushed her into the water with her juice and no bathers! She got her clothes wet! All the FFMC gasped. It was too late. We were all busy cheering. No one saw who's won the race; they all stared at Vanessa, who was up surface, spluttering. Laura and her gang were all laughing. So was everyone in the pool! Even the handsome life-guard! He helped Vanessa up and told her to get clean clothes. When Mylye heard when she was out of the pool, going purple with rage. "You witch!" pushing Laura down in the water, with herself. Laura screamed as she tried to go to surface. Abigail gasped horridly. Then she yelled, "Stop, Mylye! She's not worth it!" and Abi jumped in the pool, trying to stop the madness. But instead, Laura pushed her down and Abi got into a fight! The others of both gangs knew what to do: Rely on the life-guard before they get themselves in the fight. "Water Fight of Wild Girls!" some boy shouted. The lifeguard tried to stop them from fighting. But it took four or five of them to separate the girls.

Friday- 5:02pm

I decided to chat with the gang after school to avoid homework and the race.

Mylye_smiles_a_mile: That Laura is the meanest girl in history. Just wait till I get her in tutor class tomorrow!

Vanespire_luvs_math: I know it was horrible yesterday at the pool but you go to tutor class with her?

Abi_girl_gail: She does! With me too, of course. Laura is going low in English and math.

Sporty-Sarae: May I join? That girl is so mean and bad! She started the whole fight! But, Miles, you can't just get her back at tutor! Tutoring is the worse place ever to get pay backs!

Vanespire_luvs_math: She has no choice, does she?

Emmasa-24: Can I join? I think Laura needs a taste of her own medicine even if it is at tutoring.

Sport-Sarae: Oh, I just forgot! Mum and dad have enrolled me to Mylye and Abi's tutoring. The prob is that I'm not sure if we'll be in the same class to do the plot.

Abi_girl_gail: You don't have to. Miles is really good at plots all by her. Over and out. (So is Miles.)

Saturday~ 8:30pm

My friends are very cool! Miles did it! She placed a fake green bug down Laura's back during math class. It was hilarious! Because, I sat aisle from Laura, I couldn't do much. But since Miles is right behind her, she can do just a plot! It was very funny to watch! The teacher thought she had heebies! Laura shook around and screamed and rolled on the dirty, watery floor! Ha-ha!

Vanessa Crumbs

(My Diary.)

Dear Diary,

Sunday- Late

Today was really fun. I did lots of math homework that I made for myself after I finished normal homework for tomorrow. Then, I called Emmasa and we chatted for a long time. Yawn! Too tired to write more…

Monday- Afternoon

Got 20 out of 20 for math homework! Yay! Unlike Mylye, who got half of them wrong? Mylye hates math and interested in animals and music and drama. Her parents think making time for performing arts will really help her in life. She has a wonderful voice!

Tuesday-Late

Had the best sleepover at mine today!

(P.S- Mylye's diary is upon you. Scroll up if you want to read!)

Mylye Hooker

(My Diary)

Read All About me!

The Rules of A Bitter Sweet Me- Newspaper

By Mristine (Christine) Rosaline-Katlyn Wang

Hi! It's me, Mristine Rosaline-Katlyn Wang to be more precise. (Pronounce, Cat-Lin.) You can call me Katlyn. I live in Sydney as you know and it's pouring a lot of showers! My cat, Balina and my dog, Casey are stuck outside in this horrid shower storm! It's a Wednesday afternoon and it has been horrid so far. I don't know why my parents wanted me to enroll James An College at first. I hate it! I hate tutoring. Observe: We have to get up really early on a Saturday morning and get up our knickers. Also, it's Wednesday- right? Well, I still haven't finished my Maths Workbook, Maths Problems and worse, my G.A! General Ability. I can't find my G.A book but I am still finding it. If I tell mum, lucky she is not on period but she can get really mad if she wants to. I think I left my G.A book in class. What am I going to do? Tell mum? No way! Apart from that, school holidays are whizzing so fast. I just hope when I am back at school, no more embarrassing moments. Since Term 3, it has been horrible at school! Not by teachers, I hardly ever get in trouble; by the students sitting on my table! OK, my favorite show is Merlin. You know Merlin? That epic episode on Channel 10? Well, it's not my fault I like it so much and I wouldn't miss ONE episode the boys and a girl at my table keeps teasing me about how I want to marry the cast and stuff. BUT I DO NOT!!!!!!!! There are some real bullies sitting on my table. Especially the boys. Morons, I should say but in a child-friendly way. Next door's teacher, 4R is who I realllllly hate. The teacher next door is tough and real mean. Stuff that. Sometimes I just want to mess up her desk so she can get sacked. Last time she had been mean to me was the Talent Quest. Stupid talent! This time was teasing that teacher secretly (Don't tell ANYONE!) with my friends. Next time, will be a punch in the face. Or maybe a hit with a pointe shoe. Yes, I do ballet but I just do it for fun, unless, it is exams, which I take seriously. Anyway, I can't wait to go to middle school!!! When I get to year 10, I hope I get in Star School or whatever it's called and be with people who really like music, like me. I'm the only one in the class who loves music, and plays two kinds of music with exams. Also, I love animals, which makes me special in class. Mostly, I feel really bored at school because no one likes to talk about music or animals like I do. I have three top three besties: I will give you their initials: O, C and M. But, believe me, when O and C are together, it is dangerous and vile. When C and M are together, annoyance will come to you! I have this girl bully who sits next to me at school who is Animal Cruelty. She throws her pizza rubbish on the floor and grasslands all the time, and that is why I hate her for. Well not HATE. Maybe detest or dislike. Lots of people are animal cruelty. Like the Asian people. More like the Asian girls in my class. A Vietmese one who is way lazy enough to go to her own bin. She always asks you to throw her banana peels or whatever in the bin. I'm still her best friend, but when holidays are over, I'm going to pretend I don't know her. (Can you find out am I joking or not joking?) Anyway, here are my good things you wanna know or not:

Fave movies:

1. Diary of a Wimpy Kid
   
2. Music and Lyrics
   
3. Aquamarine (Perfect for Valentines!)
   
4. High School Musical 1, 2, 3
   
5. Coraline
   

Fave SHOWS:

Merlin (Ha-ha very funny.)

Dance Academy

Creature Features

Charmed (Watch it in the day only!)

Fave interests:

Music

Animals

Most disliked thing in the world:

Math homework and James An Collage or any tutoring in the world.

That's all for now, bye! Mum is still on the phone so I guess I have to wait until I practice my piano! Xox, Katlyn.

 

 

The Combo’s of a Bitter Sweet Life

The Combo's of Bitter Sweet Life

By Christine Caraline-Rosaline Wang

Part 1

It's 9:15am on a Saturday morning and I have to be at the stables at nine. Omigod, what did I just say? Be at the stables by nine? Oh, God, I'm late. I am now cramped in bed, feeling ill from the nightmares I faced. My mum stormed in the room. "Megan! What are you doing, moping in bed?" Mum said. "You're sixteen minutes late for your riding lessons! Up you get!" I groaned and got up like a zombie. We didn't have enough time for breakfast, so mum just buttered me a toast very quickly. She was urging me to eat faster. My sister, Lilaca was on the couch, playing with her latest Barbie doll games. Yuk! "Hey, Lazy-Brain, you're not even dressed in right uniform, dummy!" I tottered and put on my riding boots. "That's because I'm a Barbie girl cow-boy, Poop-Head! You look like a wet-weekend!" snickered Lilaca. She thinks she's Barbie so she dresses up like Barbie. You should see what she's wearing for horse-riding. A pink shirt that says: Barbie Me and she is wearing pink track pants with dark pink swirls. Look, I don't much like pink. Pink are for girls who are pits. Pink girls are girls who think that they are the center of the universe and want to make people think they are women goddesses. The stupid kind. Describes my sister. She's wearing pink high-heels! The Evil Queen of Pink. We popped in the car and mum got driving. It was nice and sunny, which I don't like because I am very late, because of that Evil Queen of Dangerous Pink Noses. We soon got to the country side were the stables are held. "Looks like you'll have to explain to Jan why you are late!" mum glowered to me. Mum's late for work so she just left it up to me. "Hold your sister's hand!" shouted mum from the car's window. I groaned and grabbed hold of the Evil Queen of Pink's disgusting hand. Then when mum was out of sight, I let go before anyone could see me. The queen of pink raced to the office. I went to my riding teacher, Jan. "You are half an hour late!" exclaimed Jan, while Sammy was cantering his horse, Star along the paddock. "I'm very sorry," I said when I was so not sorry. "It was just my sister doing the Lazy Morning Pink dance with Bad Glance. Now, miss, what horse am I riding?" I asked sweetly. Jan told me since I was late; all the horses were ordered out of the stable. I gaped. "What?" I cried. "But I almost forgot to tell you that I remember I booked Jellybean; that roan horse on Thursday afternoon! Who's booked it off?" Jan shrugged and said as she watched the pupils and their horses ride. "Hilary, keep that back straight! Well, Megan, as you see, Issybelae is riding Jilly-Star; not Jellybean. Since Issybelae was the first to ask for Jilly-Star, I thought, why not?" I gaped annoyed. "But I booked Jilly-Star two days ago!" I stomped my foot and gave Jan a dangerous stare. Jan sighed and pointed to Issybelae, who was strapped right on Jilly-Star! I headed straight for the office inside the barn.

Part 2

"Excuse me, Mrs. Devon, can I see the bookings?" I asked Mrs. Devon, the office lady in a hurry. She was quite an old lady to have tinted lip gloss. She didn't say anything for a moment. She just stared at me. Then, she bent down and pulled a book out to me. On the cover, it said: Bookings; Week 3. "Thank you," I smiled politely and sat at the office's waiting chair to have a read. I looked for Thursday's horse bookings. This was such a surprise. Typical!

Bubblegum: Monday- Janine Smith. Tuesday- Sally Michaels. Friday-Juliana Jacks. Saturday: Deon Waters

Jilly-Star: Monday- Lulu Bathers. Tuesday- Sammy Chester. Thursday- (Private Lessons) Issybelae Yueo. Friday: Fiona Dash. Saturday: Megan Lancoast Issybelae Yueo.

I looked at that past over and over again. It wasn't fair! Issybelae was riding Jilly-Star two times a week! And who'd crossed out me on the bookings? It wasn't the teachers or staff; I know it isn't because it is up to us so who might be messing around with the bookings? Ah-ha! Issybelae cos' she is riding Jilly-Star after all.

 

 

 

Letters

Letters

By Christine Caraline-Rosaline Wang

I have always received letters almost every week. Most are from my pen pals- Lucy and Nadia. Some from my granny and aunt and cousins from overseas. Some letters I've absolutely treasured. Some I felt like screwing them up and shoving them in the dust bin. My first letter was when I was about five. It was from my granny that loved me so much. Ready to see? Well, here it is…

Dear my beloved Janine,

This is from your loving grandmother from England. I have missed you very much even if you haven't seen me, but I saw you the day you were born. You were such a sweetie. Even though you can't see me or met me before, I have met you. Perhaps you can come to a little trip in England, London Old Bailey to visit me? I'm sure Roof will love to see you. (Roof is my little black Scottish terrier dog who just loves a little bark!) Your great-aunt will love to see you along with your great-cousins- Lindsey and Sean and Birch and Lily and Gina and Romeo and Sarah. Yes, a lot of children if you haven't noticed. Bye for now,

Your granny

Somehow, that letter made me feel weird. One, no I don't want to visit England to see her or my cousins. Two- I have no idea what to reply back so I just sent her a short email saying things like, 'I love you' or 'See you in England.' That was the first message ever…

Hey, it's me, Caraline Chrissy! Well, Christine Caraline Rosaline Wang to be more precise. I want you to know this week's Pop Quiz! Have you been reading my published books so far? If you haven't, I suggest you read from 'Wonderful Wishes' and so on. Here's this week's Pop Quiz before we continue the story…

Pop Quiz!

1. In the story of 'Magical Wishes', what did main wish did Lindsey own?
   
2. In the story 'A song on Tuesday' who'd quit to join the School's Dance Productions?
   

   Well, how did you go? If you want answers, I don't want people cheating or whatever, so if you really want to find out and win a fantastic prize, make a comment down the bottom and ask me for the answers to win a cool prize. But if you can't make a comment, mark this story down the bottom an average and so on. Good luck!
   

   
    

   My pen pal, Lucy was from Italy and she knows English! Good, eh? Here's the message:
   

   Hey, girlfriend, how are you doing? My boyfriend, Tom has dumped me. I feel so low that I just wrote this letter. Hopes and dreams have failed because I thought we could survive together through high school without breaking up and hopefully, marry. But, he said I was not good enough because he dumped me for a blonde cheerleader. Now, I am crying. Bye,
   

   Sad and unhopeful Lucy (14)
   

   
    

   That was like, OMG so sad! I felt like crying with her. A tear did shed on the paper. Not lying.
   

   
    

Hey, it's me again, Caraline Chrissy. Are you having a good time? Well, for the pop quiz, the prizes are mostly advantages. Big ones. I'll be back soon! Xo, CC

 

 

 

Romeo and Juliet Love

Romeo and Juliet Love

Hey, what can I say? Another day busily working through musicals and songs and auditions and Blue Seams High.

"You belong with me"

"I belong with you-o-o"

"We can work together cos' we belong with eachother- whoa-o"

Stefani sang like an angel. No one could ever resist her. She had the most beautifulness voice you have ever heard in star history. Even for once, Deanna was impressed. "All candidates of the 'Blue Seams High's Produced Music Productions' please come here in order!" when Stefani sang the last phrase and waited for the axe to fall, Mrs. Bridget's, the music and dance teacher called us out. We all obeyed her immediately. "On Monday morning assemble; we will be presenting a play of Romeo and Juliet's Love. There will be dancing, singing and bright flashes lights in our dim school concert area!" Mrs. Bridget's called out. Stefani and Deanna's eyes lit up at the same time. This was trouble. Deanna quitted the School's Dance Productions last month and now going into School's Music Productions. Now, she is fighting off Stefani to be the school's main singer of the year that will be published in the year book. Let's face it. Stefani has been the main singer for two years already. Why try to fight her off? It's such a negative thing. "So, I am asking the composer of the Music Productions: Ruby and maybe a little help from Stefani to compose parts and songs and music for the play." Continued Mrs. Bridget's. I felt relaxed and frustrated at the same time. I can work through a play, can't I? I knew Stefani won't be interested in helping because she has a load full of singing idols in her hands. I got to work straight away when the bell rang.

"It's Romeo; not Romette!" Stefani was at my house and we were working on the song. I was getting pretty annoyed, to be honest.

Diary of Secrets

Diary of Secrets

Chapter 1

OK, tomorrow's the first day of middle school. I will and solemnly feel cool and not nervous and will not get humiliated in class. My sister, Jane is in high school and guess what happened today? I mean tonight to be more exact. I was in bed, sleeping peacefully. It was nine thirty in the night. And, suddenly, Jane came running into my room like an utter lunatic. "My room's on fire! My room's on fire!" she screamed around my room, a bit of pink lipstick on her teeth. She was wearing a black leather jacket in rock-chick style and as usual, her favorite tight black jeans. And she is very gothic. I groaned and just stared at Jane, looking through my wardrobe. As I saw all the mess she was making, I yelled, "What's going on?!" She shouted back, "Yala! Give me your diary or something, so I can put down the fire in my room!" I hate when she uses that word, 'Yala'. Teenage language. She was babysitting me until mum and dad came back from a party or something. But, as you see, this diary is still living so I didn't give her this diary. Which was a big mistake. Jane just took something and ran out of my room. I had to wipe my eyes to see what she took. I'm writing and it's nearly midnight. And I'm really getting tired… (In the morning, I'm going to see what Jane nicked.)

This was hostage. Total hostage. I can't believe what Jane took. My primary school diary. It was nowhere on my bookshelf. I couldn't find it this morning. That brat! Her room was not on fire! She just wanted to read my thoughts in primary school. I'm gonna get you for this! I thought and quickly got dressed and brushed my teeth then ran downstairs shouting, "Jane Traveski! That's it!" Mum was there, in the kitchen, to my surprise, glaring at me. "Janine told me that you, Katrhyna Traveski, has put a fire in Janine's room with birthday cake matches!" I gaped. "No, I didn't, I swear!" I stammered. "Then, what's this?" asked Jane, smiling. She was holding up a burnt candle in her black nail. Suddenly, before I could answer, I heard the bus come. "Sorry, have to go!" I said and rushed to the door as soon as possible.