• There was no hope. None at all. I was doomed. Forever.

    “Christ’s sake Anna!” my mother called from the top of the stairs, “no need to cry! It’s only a mirror! Go and clean it up before someone stands in the glass.”

    As I walked to the kitchen to get the dustpan and brush I stubbed my toe on the door. Great! I guess this wasn’t going to be the year I had hoped for. I guess this wasn’t going to be the seven years I had hoped for. So many things I wanted to do would now be unachievable!

    I took the bus to school. I must admit, I was frightened of walking and thought that the bus was safer. It was… once I got on it. Yes, I Annabel Fry was almost hit by a bus… whilst trying to get onto the bus that would take me to school. By the time I got to the school door I was dreading what the next few days would be like let alone the next seven years. I mean imagine how embarrassing it would be to narrowly escape getting hit by a bus every day for the next seven years. It would become a routine. You would be like ‘Oh! Sorry I’m just going to narrowly miss this bus then clamber onto the correct one! Excuse me!’
    When I got into my registration class I was glad to see my best friend Chaz (her real name is Charlotte but you get Charlie from that and Chaz from Charlie.) But what I wasn’t so glad to see was that Chaz, who was supposed to be my best friend, was now speaking to mine and her own worst enemy, Rachael Brown. If it had been any other girl in the school or in fact WORLD that would’ve been fine. But Rachael Brown. Noooo! She is the ‘b***h of the School’ and if you are liked by her it’s bad. She will manipulate you until you can be manipulated no more but if you are hated by her, God, it’s worse! Put it this way, you will you get ‘burned’ (or Owned as normal people call it) so many times you will either end up permanently scarred, toasted or have somehow been melted. The worst sight of all was of course the fact that they were laughing…together! That definitely meant something was up because they HATED, in fact LOATHED each other. YIPES!
    As I walked into the room and prepared to take my seat, Chaz looked at me with piercing eyes and I felt like I had been stabbed in the chest one thousand times and had had pure alcohol poured over each stab wound. It stung. Badly. To think that my best friend could betray me like that! I was disgusted. I was repulsed. I was horrified. I was disgraced. I was ashamed. I was amazed and horrified and repulsed and disgraced and ashamed and disgusted all at the same time… it was really… weird. I thought that after all that Chaz and I had been through nothing could ever tear us apart. I guess I was wrong.

    "So Anna, what did you do over the holidays? Meet any boys?' Rachael asked me whilst Chaz sniggered behind her back.
    I rolled my eyes and gave my best evils to Chaz to try and get her to shut up but it just made it even worse. What had happened to her. I mean we spoke only two weeks ago. We had one of our girly nights in. We watched movies, ate pizza, drunk coke, had pillow fights and had our usual thing of telling secrets and discussing boys, fashion and BITCHES *cough cough* Rachael Brown. And now she was being like this.... WHAT A b***h!

    I walked to my first lesson alone. I walked to every lesson alone. Well I say alone I mean I would have rather been alone than have Rachael and Chaz follow me to every class laughing and joking behind my back and stooping as soon as I looked at them. GOD THEY WERE GETTING ON MY NERVES!!!