MONDAY 19th JANUARY

 Today was just a mess, New in school and all, and being transferred to a new Grade 8 class is not my way of having fun. I feel bad for those that are students with the former Grade 7 students.

                                                                          {Enters Class}

Oh wait, I'm part of the student that's staying with them😒 and to make matters worse, I'm in the same class with my mortal enemy, Kirsten Jones, she's a she-beast with hair extension, hoop earrings, a killer wardrobe, and addiction to lip gloss and yep she's back uglier than ever.

You know she reminds me of stomach flu, just when you think she's gone for good she comes back roaring with a vengeance.

       BUT TODAY, that monster totally crossed the line, my crush, Ryan Smith invited me to the library to sort out posters for the annual school fair at the school auditorium, she completely interrupted us, she disarranged all the posters I was stacking together and started talking trash about me in front of Ryan. She was like, "Hi Ryan, you should quit hanging out with losers like her, your social factor can automatically drop from 100 to 60 especially when I saw her shopping for Jeans that suits her brand like I'm-to-ugly-to-have-a-boyfriend Jeans in the Mac Donald's store near the adult diaper display when I went there to pick up more lip gloss"  I was like "O yeah, well two can play that game" and I pointed at Kirsten and told her off "Personally I think you've been using too much lip gloss that some of it might be leaking to your brain and it's disturbing your common sense" and she was like "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful, haters' gotta hate" and then I added the heat " Well, I think I can wipe off 99% of your beauty with a face cloth". Immediately I said that she was so mad I thought her head was gonna explode. she was so speechless 💔, and she just kept on shuttering, she just had to leave with her head down. I felt so happy knowing I just bad-mouthed Kirsten. I was so happy. Moving on to Ryan, He was like"Don't worry about Kirsten, she's just a bit lonely. come on, let's arrange these posters back and tack them to the headmaster's office". I screamed in my head beaming with excitement.

    Later that day, I got home and my sister was up to her tantrums. Uhhh!, she's so annoying .😡💢.

Without any disturbance, I just went up to my room, took a warm shower, and started daydreaming about my crush Ryan, he's so lovely.

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While I was still daydreaming to ruin it all, my bombastic element of a sister barged in and started shouted like a giant at the top of her voice as always, stumping in and screaming, "Daphne, come teach me my homework". Walking into my room saying, "You're such a daydreamer I wonder how poor Ryan is coping with you around", Instantly, I poured out my fury like a monster who was just woken up from her sleep by a tiny little rat, I felt like crushing her into a nothing less piece of a microscopic atom.

   But, who am I kidding, I can't because when you have an overprotective mum like mine, you will never dare come close to her precious baby who is my little/younger sister "FREDA WINGFIELD" 

"What is it Freda", I asked that trying to control the volcano which is about to  erupt inside me. Then she started shouting like a maniac "Were you deaf or something? I told you to help me with my homework and I wonder why you keep daydreaming about your precious Ryan, you always look like your face got hit with a shovel, how do you expect him to fall for you? and what am I saying, he's never going to fall for a geek such as you are".

   I was so mad I totally lost it then I yelled at her "You brat get out of my room" then she replied "Fine then" and she grabbed my phone, "I'm going to text Ryan and tell him all your secrets like how you snore like an injured gorilla or that you stopped bedwetting at 6 years old" I couldn't believe my own sister would blackmail me like that, if not that mum didn't allow me to touch Freda, I would have strangled her.

    Suddenly I had an idea.

"Well, if you text Ryan, I guess I have no choice than to tell Mike all of your secrets as well when he comes tomorrow for a play date, like how you still eat boogers at 7 and still have an accident on my floor," I said smugly.

"Don't you dare"?

"Then kindly hand me my phone," I said once again smugly.

"Uhh, meanie" Freda said sticking her tongue out.

"Fredarina Lovetta Wingfield; what's your plushie still doing on my floor?!" My mum yelled from the kitchen.

"Coming mummy, you'll pay for this" Freda said as she left my room.