Forgotten Memory

Life. That's all I have to say. Life is boring and I can't stand stuff being boring. Every day is just a song that goes on forever and ever. Wake up, school, back home, do random stuff, sleep and then it repeats. Speaking of boring, my teacher is teaching us something about...animals? I don't know. Talking about the bones and everything. My best friend, Gracie, was writing on a small piece of notebook paper and gave it to me, since we sit next to each other. "Will you please tell Amanda to stop bothering me about my brother?" The note read. Her brother's name was James and our friend, Amanda has a "secret" crush on him. He's pretty cute with brown hair and dark eyes and Amanda has dirty blond hair and brown eyes. Every day she talks day and night about him. Well sometimes. Anyway, I read the note and was about to write on it until my teacher, Mrs. Forrest, began to talk keenly. "Nami Fitzhugh," She said. "May I see what you are trying to write?" Giggle giggle Just what I expected. I get caught writing the note to Gracie, the class laughs and...you probably know the rest. Taking the note, Mrs. Forrest opened it and began to read. "Will you please tell Amanda to stop bothering me about my brother?" She read. Immediately, the class burst into laughter. Amanda turned red with embarrassment and glared at Gracie and I and hung her head, scowling.

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Then it was the end of class. I know what you're thinking. Well that escalated quickly. I'd hate to admit, but you're right. It escalated too quickly. Amanda pretty much hates us now and won't talk to us after that whole she-won't-stop-talking-about-James thing. Anyway, I threw my backpack on my blue carpeting floor and jumped on my bed, not caring if the bed sheets are getting dirty. Sighing in relaxation, I closed my eyes since I was tired after school and felt myself drift away in darkness.