out. Oh and he is called BEZZIE. His mate was with him and he shouted “Come on, Bezzie” when their sweet and sour chicken half rice half chips was ready. Carrie said he looked totally lush.
10 PM — BEZZIE??! God, I hope that’s not his real name. That’s worse than mine.
10:30 PM — Carrie just rang back and said now she thinks he maybe wasn’t smiling, he maybe just had a bit of fortune cookie stuck in his teeth and happened to be looking her way.
TUESDAY 29TH JANUARY
School was crap today. I hate it. HATE IT!!! I am sick of people telling me what to do all the time. That Mrs. Radowitz can spin on one, going on and on in RE about the GCSE exams. They’re not until next year!!!! Who cares? I can’t wait until next year when I can leave and get a job at JD Sports or somewhere and earn some proper money and NO ONE can tell me what to do EVER AGAIN.
The only interesting bit in the whole day was in English. That Bracket woman is still here doing everyone’s heads in making us read
Jane Eyre,
which is sort of funny really as she is proper serious and gets really mad if we even try to talk to each other. So we’re all sitting reading this bit about a storm which is meant to be “symbolic” when suddenly Latoya Bell walks past the English room window and she puts her face up against the glass and she shouts “Hoooooochie slut” and points right at Kezia Marshall.
So we all look at Latoya and then we all look at Kezia and Kezia’s white freckly face goes totally red, which matches her hair, and she stands up and she runs right out of the classroom and next thing we know she is outside the class window in the yard right up in Latoya’s face shouting well loud. And Latoya tries to say something back, then Kezia PUSHES LATOYA PROPER HARD WITH BOTH HANDS!!! And Latoya falls over and Kezia grabs her by the hair and starts dragging her backward through the yard and Latoya’s skirt comes up past her thighs and I don’t know if she was wearing a thong.
Then next thing I saw was Ms. Bracket in the yard with them and Mr. Stroud too and Ms. Bracket is getting in the middle of them both grabbing Kezia and pulling her way backward and Mr. Stroud is shouting “No contact, Ms. Bracket! The procedure is no contact!” and Ms. Bracket told him to damn well help her or go and call the police. Latoya looked well relieved as Ms. Bracket dragged Kezia away.
Kezia has been suspended until next Monday. This is quite bad as Kezia was suspended once already in Year Ten. It’s not her fault. She’s nice really, you just don’t want to get all up in her face ’cos she’s a bit mental. Oh and Kezia is not pregnant, by the way. That was just Latoya Bell dissing Kezia ’cos Latoya Bell wants to get with Luther Dinsdale and Luther told Latoya no way at the New Year party ’cos he thinks she’s a backstabber and a fake, which she totally is but, as I say, I’m not getting involved.
Ms. Bracket came back into the room after the fight and she looked really angry ’cos in the fight Kezia had stretched the collar on Ms. Bracket’s black wool sweater, which looked proper expensive. For the rest of the lesson Ms. Bracket just stared out of the window and let us all talk and laugh.
This is what always happens with teachers.
It’s the fighting that makes them go.
FRIDAY 1ST FEBRUARY
School is so crap. I can’t wait to leave. I spent loads of this afternoon sitting outside Mr. Bamblebury’s office with Uma Brunton-Fletcher, waiting for him to get back from his meeting to moan at us about skiving off during the GCSE Geography traffic survey.
I said to myself when I took geography and ended up seated with Uma that I’d try to stay out of trouble. Uma is a proper bad influence on me. I wanted to take food and nutrition with Carrie ’cos you get to make cake and marzipan into Gumby characters but Mrs. Brindle can’t stand me ever since I blew up her microwave with a can of spaghetti back in Year Eight. That was totally an
10 PM — BEZZIE??! God, I hope that’s not his real name. That’s worse than mine.
10:30 PM — Carrie just rang back and said now she thinks he maybe wasn’t smiling, he maybe just had a bit of fortune cookie stuck in his teeth and happened to be looking her way.
TUESDAY 29TH JANUARY
School was crap today. I hate it. HATE IT!!! I am sick of people telling me what to do all the time. That Mrs. Radowitz can spin on one, going on and on in RE about the GCSE exams. They’re not until next year!!!! Who cares? I can’t wait until next year when I can leave and get a job at JD Sports or somewhere and earn some proper money and NO ONE can tell me what to do EVER AGAIN.
The only interesting bit in the whole day was in English. That Bracket woman is still here doing everyone’s heads in making us read
Jane Eyre,
which is sort of funny really as she is proper serious and gets really mad if we even try to talk to each other. So we’re all sitting reading this bit about a storm which is meant to be “symbolic” when suddenly Latoya Bell walks past the English room window and she puts her face up against the glass and she shouts “Hoooooochie slut” and points right at Kezia Marshall.
So we all look at Latoya and then we all look at Kezia and Kezia’s white freckly face goes totally red, which matches her hair, and she stands up and she runs right out of the classroom and next thing we know she is outside the class window in the yard right up in Latoya’s face shouting well loud. And Latoya tries to say something back, then Kezia PUSHES LATOYA PROPER HARD WITH BOTH HANDS!!! And Latoya falls over and Kezia grabs her by the hair and starts dragging her backward through the yard and Latoya’s skirt comes up past her thighs and I don’t know if she was wearing a thong.
Then next thing I saw was Ms. Bracket in the yard with them and Mr. Stroud too and Ms. Bracket is getting in the middle of them both grabbing Kezia and pulling her way backward and Mr. Stroud is shouting “No contact, Ms. Bracket! The procedure is no contact!” and Ms. Bracket told him to damn well help her or go and call the police. Latoya looked well relieved as Ms. Bracket dragged Kezia away.
Kezia has been suspended until next Monday. This is quite bad as Kezia was suspended once already in Year Ten. It’s not her fault. She’s nice really, you just don’t want to get all up in her face ’cos she’s a bit mental. Oh and Kezia is not pregnant, by the way. That was just Latoya Bell dissing Kezia ’cos Latoya Bell wants to get with Luther Dinsdale and Luther told Latoya no way at the New Year party ’cos he thinks she’s a backstabber and a fake, which she totally is but, as I say, I’m not getting involved.
Ms. Bracket came back into the room after the fight and she looked really angry ’cos in the fight Kezia had stretched the collar on Ms. Bracket’s black wool sweater, which looked proper expensive. For the rest of the lesson Ms. Bracket just stared out of the window and let us all talk and laugh.
This is what always happens with teachers.
It’s the fighting that makes them go.
FRIDAY 1ST FEBRUARY
School is so crap. I can’t wait to leave. I spent loads of this afternoon sitting outside Mr. Bamblebury’s office with Uma Brunton-Fletcher, waiting for him to get back from his meeting to moan at us about skiving off during the GCSE Geography traffic survey.
I said to myself when I took geography and ended up seated with Uma that I’d try to stay out of trouble. Uma is a proper bad influence on me. I wanted to take food and nutrition with Carrie ’cos you get to make cake and marzipan into Gumby characters but Mrs. Brindle can’t stand me ever since I blew up her microwave with a can of spaghetti back in Year Eight. That was totally an
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