Life is Whatever, Fellows
By Kat Christine Wang
Dmitry finds herself looking forward to seventh grade when summer holidays are over. But that's when the big issues start- her best friend Holly is hanging out with the popular people, leaving Dmitry wandering around on her own in seventh grade. With bullies, mean teachers, suck-up boys and a ditching-best friend could Dmitry survive through seventh grade? Or will life haunt her forever?
Chapter 1
"C'mon, Dmitry! You're going to be late for the bus!" Mom called out from downstairs. I pull my fair hair back into a ponytail but then found out that my ears were sticking out. I sighed and pulled off the hairband and let the hair fall to my shoulders. It looked pretty, that way but I remembered what happened last year when I first started middle school. The thing that happened was still fresh in my mind. My hair was all out but when we did our cheerleading for Physics Ed, we had to launch cartwheels and when I was upside down, ready to do the cartwheel back, my hands caught on my hair and I tripped over and I dad had to pick me up early from school to the hospital because then, my hand was broken and in a cast. I sighed and just let my blond hair all out. "Coming!" I yelled. "I quickly unlocked the bathroom door and picked up my school bag in a hurry then scattered downstairs. "You're lucky you had gotten down right on time," said mom, opening the door to let me out. "Thanks mom," I said in a hurry. Tell ya who's lucky? My little brother, Jordan. It's his first day of school, too but he's in second grade so they start school at eight and me? Well, I'm starting seventh grade and I have to wake up at seven thirty. I scatter out the door and wave to mom. Jordon opened his mouth (!) while eating his toast. I sniggered to him in disgust. "Mom, tell him to stop!" I called out to her when I left. Thank goodness to my best friend I've known since kindergarten, Holly. She was waiting for me on the bus. "Hey, Holly," I said waving. She gave me a board smile and we packed up to the bus and found that they were no more seats. "Oh God," Holly whispered. I froze and looked around. There were heaps of people from our school, bagging the best seats on the bus. Okay, all the seats on the bus. "Where are we supposed to sit?" whispered Holly and flipped her brunette hair back. My eyes drag towards everyone who is sitting on a seat. The bus engine started to go and the bus was taking off. "Find some seats, loser!" a girly girl voice from the back of the bus called. It was Laura Moribeeto, queen of the mean, rude and obnoxious. She was sitting with her best friends, Natalie-blonde, tanned healthy and naturally good dancer and Ciara Vozzo, has glasses, Italian, good dancer, tanned. The three queens of means were all good dancers. Natalie smirked. Holly and I backed up and found some seats at the back of the three queens of means. They all turned around and sniggered. "You looking forward to seventh grade? We bet not, especially you, Dmitry Lovate and I swear, if you get in my way ever again, I will bash you up just like I did at the start of middle school and second grade," Lara said proudly, turning her head to the front of us, whipping her dangerous dark hair in Holly and I's eyes. Natalie giggled and nudged Lara, so did Ciara. "Last year," breathed Holly. "That one was…" but she didn't get to finish her sentence. "We're here-all off board!" the driver called out.
Chapter 2
Well, let me just say something; Lanchester Field's High School may the most stupidest high school in our country. I stick to Holly, hoping toilet paper celebrations won't go whipping around like last year. We finally found our lockers and the teachers gave us a map of our classes. "Where is Class Two E?" asked Holly, eyeing around the school rodents suspiciously. "I have no idea. I'm in Class Three A with Mrs. Daniels for first period in English," I sighed. The first day without Holly? I needed to be ready to make new friends. Or, Lara will soon be right-I'll be a loner and a loser for the rest of middle school. The bell suddenly rang and we both blinked at eachother. "Well, I'll see you later," Holly stammered nervously. I smiled thinly and gave a little wave before both of us roamed to separate directions.
"Good morning class, welcome to your second year of middle school. I am Mrs. Daniels and I'll be your English teacher. Please choose your seats," Mrs. Daniels demanded. I looked around. Natalie was in my class, but she looked dopey and moody that Lara and Ciara weren't there. There was a spot next to a boy named Ach and there was a spot next to Natalie. There were probably only the two options. I really had no choice-so I flopped myself down on the table next to Ach. I grumbled as I got my textbooks out. Ach looked across from me and grinned this cute smile but all I could do was grumble and try to smile and pretend to play with the paper of my textbooks. I could not believe it. My first class without Holly. This is the worst year from middle school. The WORST. Last year, at least me and Holly were in the same class for every class except for Algebra and Maths. I was dying for the bell to ring. Eventually, it was only an hour lesson but it felt like a million years before the bell rang. When it finally did.
I looked around to found Holly. And there she was! Her brunette hair was now all different! In the morning it was tied back in a side-ways ponytail but now it was all fluffed and…moussed. I pushed past through a tight crowd to get to her. "Hey, Holly!" I greeted as we walked to a quiet not-so-crowdie corner. "Uh—hey…" she said. She looked bored. And I could smell something like perfume. "Are you wearing perfume? And what happened to your hair?" I asked. "Mm…?" she said boredly, like she was looking for someone. She edged her chin to the right and waved frantically to someone. I spun around. Omigod, I thought. She was waving to Lara, aka the queen of mean! Lara waved back, with Natalie and Ciara. Holly looked really excited and scattered towards them. I just stayed in the corner of the hall-mouth hanging open. I saw Ach with his best friend Rotoe. They came around the corner but Ach stopped and stared at me. My mouth was still hanging open like a geek. "Your mouth's hanging open," he assured me. And I closed it with a snap.
Holly hanging out with Lara? Holly hanging out with Lara? I walk to the cafeteria, depressed. The cafeteria… I obviously didn't know where to sit. But then, I couldn't believe my eyes! Holly was sitting with Lara, Natalie and Ciara! On a table! I probably will never trust Holly ever again!
Chapter 4
I obviously had nowhere to sit in the cafeteria, so I ended up sitting on a toilet seat, eating. But I didn't really eat anything. So I ended up throwing the food in the bins. But I still feel dead depressed. At second period, I went to Holly's locker, where she was cheerfully placing her pencils and stuff in her locker. "Hey," I said. Holly didn't even look up. She was humming some pathetic song that the queen of mean will like. "Holly?" I asked for the hundredth time. "Huh?" was all she had said and she still didn't look up. I took a deep breath and said, "Are we still friends?" I asked. Now this time she looked up, she had tears in her eyes. "Don't you think people can change?" she asked tearfully. I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess,"
"Cuz Lara's pretty nice," she added. Then, she glanced up at me and left.
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