The Timez

The Timez

Are like whatever…

It's my first day of middle school but they are not like back in primary school. Lots of things have changed!

Mean kids are on the run and what's worse: One of my best friends ever have become one of the mean kids and what's more worse is that she's become one of their gang! I'm like The Loner at school. How can life get any worse?

Chapter 1

I wait at the bus stop infront of my house and sighed. It seems to take ages. Wasn't the timetable 7:25am? I dig my nose in my favorite book. It was Honey Bunny, do you have some Money? It was about a kid whose life spent in a huge mansion when one day, a group of bank robbers come and destroy the house so that kid and his parents had to live along the streets when one day… "Hello Kit!" a cheerful voice called to me. I looked up from the book and grinned. It was my best friend ever, Tally. She's looking great for her first day of middle school. Her plain brown hair had yellow streaks in it and she looked really tanned and strong. As for me, well, I look like a ship wreck. I got very dark hair with light red streaks. I wear a blue T-shirt and normal jeans. Tally and I got our streaks during the holidays in a hairdresser. Tally was wearing track-pants and a yellow blouse. "I was thinking if the bus was ever going to come," I smile back, lunging my back-pack on my shoulders. Suddenly, our bus comes around the corner. Tally grinned and we both hopped on the bus. I'm feeling quite nervous for middle school. We look in the bus. It was a crazy place. Teenagers in high school were in it, throwing food and stuff to eachother and the high school boys were yelling out at the top of their voices. Tally points to a spot at the back of the bus which was empty. "Let's sit over there!" she says. I nodded and got hit by a spitball. I tried to ignore it. It was thrown by Ned Smith, a senior at Water Park High School. We made our seat and the bus drove off. I flinched nervously. "I read this book over the holidays. It's called: Great Tips for People's First day of Middle School. It's really stupid. It was written by Greg Brown. One of the tips says: In middle school, never stop smiling and another is, never stop asking teachers stuff. Isn't that lame?" I say. Tally laughed and threw her head back. If Tally was going to be with me for the whole day, I knew I was going to be fine. But I guess that's not what I was accepting… OK, OK, you know that book? The great tips on middle school stuff? Mum bought it for me and she says to follow its tips and I'll be fine. I don't think so, though. We look in the period paper map we got in our hands. "I-I, I'm-I guess in first period, I'm in some math class in E24, wherever that is with Mrs. Daniel. Great start to a new year!" cried Tally, pausing infront of the girls' bathroom. I tried to follow Tally's tracks. But she was walking way fast. It was so different in middle school. I suddenly feel shorter and smaller. It looked like that the seventh and eighth graders are huge giants. I frown as I look at the map sheet as the first bell rang for first period. "Oh, I'm in some history class with Mr. Hillens in A19." I explained as the corridor hallway got quieter. Only two boys I guess were also new to middle school were talking, looking at their period sheets blankly. I turned back to Tally, who looked unjoyful. "That means I better get going to E24 and you…" she trailed off and we went separate ways. I felt a pang of sadness. Great. I walk quickly, scanning the doors to check the tags on them. I could hear whispering of the two boys behind me. I felt anger steaming up me, but not real rage. I guess I'm kinda not good, or whatever. I meet up the door that says A19. I took a deep breath and push through the door. But before I do that I spin around to face the two boys. "Were you following me? Because I can hear that you clearly were!" I blurt out. Omigod, Kit, why did you say that FOR? I think to myself. I feel blood rushing up my cheeks. One of the boys quickly say, "Oh, we're just not sure of the directions. I'm Josh Sanders though and this is my friend Sam."

"Hi!" the boy Sam says cheerfully. Before I could introduce myself, Mr. Hillens butts in. "Mm, are you kids going to find a seat and start our new session? Get out your history books and turn to page 4!" she snaps. Sam and Josh and I quickly found our seats. I looked around. Tally wasn't in but there were two spare seats in the middle row. I plump myself on the seat and get out my history books. What a way to start my first day of middle school.

Chapter 2

First period is over and its lunch and boy, am I glad! I meet up with Tally near the lockers. "How was your class?" I ask. Tally told me that it was great and she had met up with some new friends. I smile and tell her about Josh and Sam. She nods and we make our way to the cafeteria. I feel another nervous feeling again. But still, I stayed close to Tally but she was like rushing to the cafeteria like she was wanting to get someone. I follow faster, too. But there was another girl with a group of friends infront of her. They were the most popular's, maybe. No, they were. Doesn't Tally want to hang out with me? "Hey, Janine! Hey Melanie!" Tally calls. A girl with blonde shiny hair who was called Melanie spin around and smiled at her. The girl called Janine, long glossy red hair and green eyes also said hello. My heart drops. They were Tally's new friends from her math class. I wish I were with her and I could've made friends with them. They disappeared in a crowd of kids. I can't believe it. Tally ditched me right under my nose. Is this real life?

I carried my tray and look in the cafeteria. Where to sit? This must be kidding. I look over to the right. I can't believe my eyes- Tally was sharing a table with Janine and Melanie! I walk over to their table, because there were two spare seats, anyway next to Tally. I push my hair back and look at Tally. "Um, hi, Tally?" I greeted in a sweet voice. Tally looks up and down. "Ur, hi," Melanie says, but her voice was cold. "Now, um, Kitrina, you are. Tally told us about you. Now, bye!" Janine added in a fake-nice voice. I let my face drop. Why were they so mean? Now bye? It's so weird. I look at Tally again. She doesn't say anything. "Er, its Kit, you can call me for short…" I explain. Melanie smirks then says, "Right, yeah, whatever, charming. Now, see you later!" she says. I felt tears welling in my eyes. Is Tally my friend? All I can do is go away from them to another table. But there were no more. All full up with people! I wasn't very hungry so I throw my tray in the bin and wandered off, still sad and unhappy. What was up with Tally? I went outside to the grass area and got my classical guitar and my cowboy hat and sat on a bench outside. I play a few chords and sighed. What a day to start middle school.

For the next session or second period, I was in the English with Tally and Melanie and Janine. They keep whispering and giggling. Suddenly, there was a note on my desk. Melanie slide it over when Mr. Drake wasn't looking. I opened it. It was in a small envelope. It said:

Hey, loser!
Or, I'm SO sorry, Kitrina. Oh, my apologies', Kit. Well, loser, are ya having a great day? From, Melanie, Janine and TALLY.

I swallow away my sadness and tried to concentrate on what Mr. Drake was doing on the board.

Chapter 3

"Well, how was your first day of middle school?" mum asks as I get a pitcher of strawberry juice from the booth. "It was OK," I mumbled, getting some ice from the fridge. Mum flipped over some bacon and eyed me. "OK, huh? OK? Is that all? I looked in your period map. Not in the same class as Tally for most of the classes. You're lucky your best friend's in two classes. English and Science, your best subjects!" mum shots back. Then she asks me if I had any homework. I shake my head. "No homework for the first two weeks of middle school," I say and pour myself strawberry juice from the pitcher into my cup. Today had started fine. Until Tally became friends with two bullies-Bullies that had spent most of their time in a beauty pageant! Two mean kids who wears miniskirts and mini shirts that show your bellybutton and wear tinted lipgloss! It was so not Tally-style. "Mum, I'm going to Tally's. You know, first day of middle school to sort things out and um… talk about it?" I say. Mum looks way happier for me to get out of her way. I slam the door on my way out. I walk to Tally's house sadly.

When I got to her house, I took a deep breath and ring her doorbell. Tally's mother answered it and I walked into her house and upstairs to Tally's room. Tally's mum is alright. She always gives me a packet of cookies when I'm going home from her house. I went inside Tally's room. It was painted cream blue with fairy lights. It was way cooler than my bedroom with all the country stuff and painted horses and paddocks. But I love my room. I wouldn't swap it for Tally's. Melanie and Janine was in Tally's room, doing a pash boys quiz on that magazine, Dolly. I gap at Tally. She was doing the quiz with them, giggling on the sofa cushions. I push my wavy dark hair back and cleared my throat. The three looked up and giggled at me. "What about you, Kit? Have you ever kissed a frog?" teases Melanie. Tally and Janine giggle as it was the funniest thing they'd ever heard of. I shut my mouth tight and grimace. "Of course she has," Janine giggles. "But probably to a toad. A big fat ugly one with warts all over and the color of diarrhea!" she continues. Tally and Melanie laughs again. But I sneak a peek at Tally-she's changed. Her hair, her face. Her skin? Janine and Melanie have given her a makeover, since Tally's part of their gang. Her hair is now curly auburn and still a little brown. Her face has been going on with pink lipstick, dangly earrings and purple and hot pink eye shadow. She's been given a fake tan and her clothes are like…Yuk. She's wearing a miniskirt, spaghetti strap top and purple high heels. I feel like puking. Oh, and her nails… they have been given a manicure with hot pink fingernails. "Tally," I say quietly. "Since when do you read Dolly?" Tally looks at me then down, like in the cafeteria.

Chapter 4

It's Tuesday and I'm near the lockers, reading a note. Well, Tally, Melanie and Janine have done it again. They are sending me rude notes and slips them into me locker. One said: Hey, Kit-loser! Why not hover up in the cafeteria and met Tally, Janine and I (Melanie, loser!) and you'll see.

I sigh and head off to first period.

After lunch, the teachers let us outside and I trot over to the basketball courts. I see Tally there, alone. She's shaping up something. I can feel it. "Hey, Kit. Ur, do you…um… wanna hang out after school?" she stammers nervously. She's pretending, alright. Yup, she is. I frown. I couldn't help it. The words just tear out like bubble gum. After all, she is wearing what she wore yesterday at her house after school. Her fake tan is still on. "Yeah, well you know what, Tally? I don't care what you're doing to me but I'm NOT going to your house or hang out with you! And why are you like this? On the first day of middle school you've ditched me for some kind of trendy girls who only care about make-up and clothes and their hair!" I say, letting all the anger come out. I was almost yelling. Tally suddenly looks upset and concerned. Well, that's her fault. She's the one who's sucking up to Melanie and Janine. Tally's nostrils flared. Great. Now she's angry when she basically caused this problem herself. The two boys from yesterday, Josh and Sam was passing by, watching all the commotion. "Oh, so I'm not allow to make another group of cool friends? Seriously Kit, you're just jealous that I'm invited to a cool group of friends, and you're not!" she mocks back. I feel tears still swelling up. But I won't let them go out or Tally, my former friend will bully me about it. I have to be strong and stand up for myself. No more turning back or walking away. "Right, so all the notes that I've been getting from you, Melanie and Janine were saying 'loser', 'loser' and 'loser', wasn't it? So, if you think I'm a loser, go ahead! Tell the whole school what I am. A 'loser'! So, yeah, well, I guess I am a loser! Go on, tell the whole school!" I yell. Soon, we caught up with a crowd of kids, so I guess we have been pretty loud. "Fight, fight, fight!" they were yelling. More tears well up. Even Melanie and Janine were. "Huh? Alright, you're a loser! Kit's a loser of Loserville! You're nickname's loser. How bout THAT?!" Tally mocks some more. I clenched my fists. I tried to scream as loud as I can to come over the crowd yelling, "Fight, fight, fight!" so I screamed, "Yeah, AS LONG AS I DON'T HAVE TO BE LIKE YOU!!!" it was so loud that the crowd stopped shouting. I walk pass Tally, not caring about anything and pushing past the mob of people, wanting to see a stupid fight. I hate this. Everything about it. I meet up with Melanie and Janine, right infront of my face. "Hey, loser. You mess with Tal, mess with me…"

Chapter 5

It took ages for my arm to stop hurting. Seriously, Melanie punched me on the arm. Wasn't it supposed to be face? I'm in the sick bay, caring my arm.

I'm not speaking to Tally, and that's somehow fine with me.