The thing is, I had never fully realized the power of the term, "backfire" I mean, of course I had known what it MEANT. (hello, i skipped a whole grade in language!) But I hadn't quite known the true feeling... I always thought it would just be like in those crappy sitcoms, where something stupid happens, then one of the poorly thought out characters goes, "well that backfired!" and everyone starts laughing like it was some witty joke, then the episode ends and some commercial for Febreeze shows up.
Well, let me tell you that it is NOTHING like that, and having a plan backfire, especially as horribly as mine, is possibly the most horrible feeling in the world.
What plan?
You may ask. Well, maybe you should go back and read the whole blog so I don't have to sit here and type out the whole story of my miserable middle school career. But if your really THAT lazy, (shame on you!) then here is the very basic reason why I need a plan in the first place.
Anthony, my crush, has a girlfriend (Quinn) and I'm trying to break them up.
Try to keep up, jeeze. Anyway, so basically my plan was to spread a rumor about Anthony cheating on Quinn, first I thought about making it the other way around.... but I made it Anthony cheating on her for a few reasons
1. Girls react a lot more dramatically, therefor more chance of a break-up
2. That way, everyone would hate Anthony, and I would be like, "I believe you!" Then he'd realize we are meant for each other, and he wouldn't have many more options with everyone hating him.
So, I told C.J. and Iz of my plan, they don't like spreading rumors, but since there my besties they helped anyway. They then spread it around by posting it on Facebook, text messages, emails, and passing notes in class. To bad the teachers caught Iz when she passed the note in Science... but that actually helped, seeing as then the teacher made her read it aloud, hoping it would be something embarrassing and then make her feel bad for passing notes in the first place. Really, though, that just helped her pass the gossip along to everyone.
After 3 days, the gossip had spread and the deed was done.
I was feeling great as I walked through the doors of my school... until I noticed everyone staring at me. This wasn't like when people found out about the pool, either. This was different... before it had been smirks and laughing looks, that made me feel embarrassed. But this time it was like, a billion and a half death glares.... And as unpopular as I am... I usually get a couple of these hateful looks, but less intense and usually accompanied by a role of the eyes. But here.... it was cold, hard glances from everyone. What was up??
Suddenly Anthony walked up to me and stopped me! Probably to tell me how he finally realized how much he loves me, and that he broke up with the awful Quinn, and that he wants to take me shopping! YAY! A smile spread across my face... but was stopped in its tracks as he started speaking.
"What the hell????" he saw the question on my face. "Why would you spread that awful rumor about me cheating?" now I was shocked..... how'd he know? "John overheard you and your friends talking about starting it... why?? What did I ever do yo you? I barely even KNOW you! What's wrong with you!?!?!" for the first time I was speechless. This is what everyone was acting so mean for....
"I... I.... Did.... Its.... Im...." i couldn't speak, so I just ran. I ran all the way to the bathrrom, where I just cried my heart out.
Well, that backfired.
~Magzy
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
The Kids On The Second Floor
I have always been a good student. I've said that, I take 7th grade math and language. A.K.A. I take math and language on the second floor, which is the place all sixth graders can't wait to get to. Apparently, there is some kind of rumor saying that each locker has a vending machine, and fairies live in the classroom and give you candy, or whatever. For some reason, people just figure that being on the 2nd floor is.... better.
Of course it holds nothing to special for me except Anthony. But now even that glimmer of light has been cursed with the gleam of poisin. Anthony's..... "girlfriend" I use the quotes, not because it's not legit or I'm being sarcastic... but because if I didn't it would feel way to real for me. I wouldn't be able to bear that pain...... and with that girl, lynne... pin.... sin.... chin.... tin.... whatever, my whole entire school experience is dented. The thing is, I'm not the type to stand around and be all optimistic and niave, with the idiotic though about my problems working out on there own.... I get stuff done.
So of course, i devise a plan to destroy that little slut. I have math with her.... I never noticed her before, being the only 6th grader there, I usually keep my head down, away from the judging stares of the older kids around me. Also, she's quiet and shy, as some people describe her. I like to use words like, dull, pathetic, excrutiatingly boring... yes, much, MUCH better.
If only my big words could break the two up......
Maybe they can??? Not big words specifically... but maybe I could manipulate the gossip of others, or come up with some of my own, to tear them apart. Of course, I'd have to act soon.... before there relationship became to strong. In these early stages, since it's only been two days, the rope that is there relationship is thin....
And of course, my plan starts with the kids on the second floor......
~Magzy
Of course it holds nothing to special for me except Anthony. But now even that glimmer of light has been cursed with the gleam of poisin. Anthony's..... "girlfriend" I use the quotes, not because it's not legit or I'm being sarcastic... but because if I didn't it would feel way to real for me. I wouldn't be able to bear that pain...... and with that girl, lynne... pin.... sin.... chin.... tin.... whatever, my whole entire school experience is dented. The thing is, I'm not the type to stand around and be all optimistic and niave, with the idiotic though about my problems working out on there own.... I get stuff done.
So of course, i devise a plan to destroy that little slut. I have math with her.... I never noticed her before, being the only 6th grader there, I usually keep my head down, away from the judging stares of the older kids around me. Also, she's quiet and shy, as some people describe her. I like to use words like, dull, pathetic, excrutiatingly boring... yes, much, MUCH better.
If only my big words could break the two up......
Maybe they can??? Not big words specifically... but maybe I could manipulate the gossip of others, or come up with some of my own, to tear them apart. Of course, I'd have to act soon.... before there relationship became to strong. In these early stages, since it's only been two days, the rope that is there relationship is thin....
And of course, my plan starts with the kids on the second floor......
~Magzy
Monday, November 8, 2010
So angry can't think of a name....
After the episode with Anthony, he kindly turned his head and walked away. What a gentleman!
*swoon*
So I thought that if I just lay low for a little bit, and dint really look or talk to him, maybe I could redeem my self, because he'd eventually forget, right??? Maybe, but to that I may never find the answer. because, lo and behold, three days later word got out and swept the school about he and Quinn Vorgan (the terminally bland girl, as I like to think of her...) were in fact an item.
*cough cough*
"EXCUSE ME????????" i shouted across the room to the gossip circle I had overheard it from, as I charged across the room with a viking helmet atop my head, took my spear which had popped into my hand, and stabbed the speaker repeatedly in the face.
Well, that's what happened in my head....... anyway, all I really did was whisper "excuse me??" and waited for a reply. Then, quite rudely and unnesisarily in my opinion, the speaker rolled his eyes and spoke to me in a condescending voice. Hm. Douche.
Anyway, he then replied, "Quinn Vorgan and Anthony Vince are dating. Why do you care so much?" he spoke to me as if I was a baby. Well.... at least I know SOMEONE who's not coming to my b-day party.....
"I don't I thought you said something else." I quickly lied.
"whatever." they replied, and i think i heard, under there breath, "freak...." well, whatever. I don't even know them so I really couldn't care less. The MAIN point is that Anthony has a GIRLFRIEND!!!!! AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TIMES 4 AND A HALF!! thats right, a half!! That's how mad I am.
>:(
I must devise some sort of plan........................ they have to break up.
Anthony
Will
Be
MINE!!!!!!!!!!
~Magzy
*swoon*
So I thought that if I just lay low for a little bit, and dint really look or talk to him, maybe I could redeem my self, because he'd eventually forget, right??? Maybe, but to that I may never find the answer. because, lo and behold, three days later word got out and swept the school about he and Quinn Vorgan (the terminally bland girl, as I like to think of her...) were in fact an item.
*cough cough*
"EXCUSE ME????????" i shouted across the room to the gossip circle I had overheard it from, as I charged across the room with a viking helmet atop my head, took my spear which had popped into my hand, and stabbed the speaker repeatedly in the face.
Well, that's what happened in my head....... anyway, all I really did was whisper "excuse me??" and waited for a reply. Then, quite rudely and unnesisarily in my opinion, the speaker rolled his eyes and spoke to me in a condescending voice. Hm. Douche.
Anyway, he then replied, "Quinn Vorgan and Anthony Vince are dating. Why do you care so much?" he spoke to me as if I was a baby. Well.... at least I know SOMEONE who's not coming to my b-day party.....
"I don't I thought you said something else." I quickly lied.
"whatever." they replied, and i think i heard, under there breath, "freak...." well, whatever. I don't even know them so I really couldn't care less. The MAIN point is that Anthony has a GIRLFRIEND!!!!! AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TIMES 4 AND A HALF!! thats right, a half!! That's how mad I am.
>:(
I must devise some sort of plan........................ they have to break up.
Anthony
Will
Be
MINE!!!!!!!!!!
~Magzy
Saturday, November 6, 2010
New Invention: DEODERANT!!!!
As I went to bed last night I made a new day's resolution. (get it?? like a new YEARS resolution but for the DAY!! haha, im so funny........ ya, im kinda lame.) Anyway, so I decided that I would be braver with Anthony. He barely even knows I exist, because I doubt he even remembers the swings!! And even if he does, he hasn't even said hi to me in the last couple of weeks, and when he did it was more of a mumble, he didn't even look at me or use my name! So I decide i would force him to notice me! I am Magzy! I can do this!
So that last night I slept with a smile... but when I actually saw him in the hallway a shiver ran down my spine and I froze, knowing that if I wanted to stay true to myself I would have to honor my promise, even if it was only to myself.
The sad thing was... today I had missed the bus. Why is that important? Because my house is two miles away from the school... and of course my mother wouldn't drive me, so I had to jog all the way here. So now I was sweaty, gross, and red in the face. But he was about to turn away and I was about to miss my chance! So if I was a little red in the face, whatever! So I raised my arm, and used my sweetest voice, and called, "Hey Anthony!" he turned at the sound of his name, and I could see a smile flash across his face! Yes, he liked me, or else why would he smile?? But then... why was everyone else smiling.... I looked down at what everyone was staring at and saw a sweat stain stretched across my sleeve from my armpit, big, bold, dark, and
staaaaanky!!!!
My face got even redder, and I sprinted into the bathroom and cried! So much for making a good first impression... (well, really a second impression since we'd met before, but really he forgot me I'm guessing... am I over explaining this?)
Oh well, more on this once I calm down a little.
~Magzy
So that last night I slept with a smile... but when I actually saw him in the hallway a shiver ran down my spine and I froze, knowing that if I wanted to stay true to myself I would have to honor my promise, even if it was only to myself.
The sad thing was... today I had missed the bus. Why is that important? Because my house is two miles away from the school... and of course my mother wouldn't drive me, so I had to jog all the way here. So now I was sweaty, gross, and red in the face. But he was about to turn away and I was about to miss my chance! So if I was a little red in the face, whatever! So I raised my arm, and used my sweetest voice, and called, "Hey Anthony!" he turned at the sound of his name, and I could see a smile flash across his face! Yes, he liked me, or else why would he smile?? But then... why was everyone else smiling.... I looked down at what everyone was staring at and saw a sweat stain stretched across my sleeve from my armpit, big, bold, dark, and
staaaaanky!!!!
My face got even redder, and I sprinted into the bathroom and cried! So much for making a good first impression... (well, really a second impression since we'd met before, but really he forgot me I'm guessing... am I over explaining this?)
Oh well, more on this once I calm down a little.
~Magzy
Trouble Abroad
As I walked down the hall to my next class, social studies, I notice people staring at me. I feel a little, anxious, but sometimes that happens when your one of the most hated kids in the grade. So I kept walking. Only a couple more steps to the social studies classroom....
I stopped dead in my tracks. There was a huddle around something, by the lockers on the right side of the hallway. I couldn't see much, because it was so crowded, but in the middle I saw the top of a head, with red hair gleaming in the overhead light. It was Sylvia and Lucy. For some reason, this scared me. I mean, they could have been doing anything really. Even if they were laughing and gossiping about someone like I suspected, it could have been anyone..... not necessarily me. With those thoughts I keep walking towards the social studies classroom.
But my steps carried me another way, towards the huddle. Everyone was laughing at something.... I wanted to find what.
BRRRRRIIIIINNNNGG
The bell suddenly rang and the crowd dispersed, but as they filed out they looked at me and some smirked, some giggled.... I knew something was up. So I confronted the two evil twins, and as I was about to say something, Lucy said, "So, been in the pool lately?" at first I was bewildered, then shocked, then confused again, then dreading the worst. I consoled myself there was no possible way they would know of the incident that happened last saturday at the indoor pool. Where I was just swimming, being happy because swimming is something I love to do, but then I went for the high dive. I was wearing my new bikini, and it looked great on me, but it was just a little bit loose..... As I had jumped of the diving board, I was going so fast on the way down that the top slipped off in mid air! And then I couldn't find it! That was the last time I'd been in the pool, so I was afraid she was referring to that. Of course, she wasnt, she hadn't been there. And no one from our school had been there..... right....?
She then held up a picture. Of me. I was just a blur, because I was going so fast and cameras aren't great at catching movement, but you could clearly see my blue polk-adotted bikini top in the air above me. Also, you could tell it was me by the color of my hair, and the shape and size of my body. It was clearly me, last saturday, at the pool. How had anyone got that picture..... was someone there from our school that I didn't realize? And why had they taken a picture of me? That's a little creepy.... but all the same embarrassing.
I had no idea what to do, as I walked down the hall to class, about 30 seconds late, people's stares became more proclaimed. I could now clearly see they were looking at me, and snickering. I knew I would have to do something.
At lunch, I knew this was going to be a day where my bffs and I had to sit and eat in the bathroom, for the stares and smirks were to much for either of us. They stuck by my side, and stood up for me every time some other kid made fun of me. These two were amazing friends.
A week later it had all blown over, like the gossip in middle school does, and here I am blogging about it from my bedroom.
So I guess it wasn't the end of the world, even though I thought it had been when that piece of information had got out. And if anything like this happens to you, just remember that your friends will be there and that's all that matters, and things in Middle School don't last forever.
But I feel like you need to know this:
the gossip only got out to 6th!!! Anthony is in 7th...... so he doesn't even know! I still have a chance!!! Well, kinda, I mean he's still way to outta my leauge, but I still have the little chance I had before!!! YAY!!!!
~Magzy
I stopped dead in my tracks. There was a huddle around something, by the lockers on the right side of the hallway. I couldn't see much, because it was so crowded, but in the middle I saw the top of a head, with red hair gleaming in the overhead light. It was Sylvia and Lucy. For some reason, this scared me. I mean, they could have been doing anything really. Even if they were laughing and gossiping about someone like I suspected, it could have been anyone..... not necessarily me. With those thoughts I keep walking towards the social studies classroom.
But my steps carried me another way, towards the huddle. Everyone was laughing at something.... I wanted to find what.
BRRRRRIIIIINNNNGG
The bell suddenly rang and the crowd dispersed, but as they filed out they looked at me and some smirked, some giggled.... I knew something was up. So I confronted the two evil twins, and as I was about to say something, Lucy said, "So, been in the pool lately?" at first I was bewildered, then shocked, then confused again, then dreading the worst. I consoled myself there was no possible way they would know of the incident that happened last saturday at the indoor pool. Where I was just swimming, being happy because swimming is something I love to do, but then I went for the high dive. I was wearing my new bikini, and it looked great on me, but it was just a little bit loose..... As I had jumped of the diving board, I was going so fast on the way down that the top slipped off in mid air! And then I couldn't find it! That was the last time I'd been in the pool, so I was afraid she was referring to that. Of course, she wasnt, she hadn't been there. And no one from our school had been there..... right....?
She then held up a picture. Of me. I was just a blur, because I was going so fast and cameras aren't great at catching movement, but you could clearly see my blue polk-adotted bikini top in the air above me. Also, you could tell it was me by the color of my hair, and the shape and size of my body. It was clearly me, last saturday, at the pool. How had anyone got that picture..... was someone there from our school that I didn't realize? And why had they taken a picture of me? That's a little creepy.... but all the same embarrassing.
I had no idea what to do, as I walked down the hall to class, about 30 seconds late, people's stares became more proclaimed. I could now clearly see they were looking at me, and snickering. I knew I would have to do something.
At lunch, I knew this was going to be a day where my bffs and I had to sit and eat in the bathroom, for the stares and smirks were to much for either of us. They stuck by my side, and stood up for me every time some other kid made fun of me. These two were amazing friends.
A week later it had all blown over, like the gossip in middle school does, and here I am blogging about it from my bedroom.
So I guess it wasn't the end of the world, even though I thought it had been when that piece of information had got out. And if anything like this happens to you, just remember that your friends will be there and that's all that matters, and things in Middle School don't last forever.
But I feel like you need to know this:
the gossip only got out to 6th!!! Anthony is in 7th...... so he doesn't even know! I still have a chance!!! Well, kinda, I mean he's still way to outta my leauge, but I still have the little chance I had before!!! YAY!!!!
~Magzy
Friday, November 5, 2010
The Girl With All The Words
Hello, my name is Magzy. Magzy Linda Micks. Well, really it's Margaret, but that name is perpetually horrid, so my friends call me Magzy. So basically no one calls me that but my parents and family, for i have no friends seeing as I'm the girl with all the words. I'm that one girl who no one quite likes very much, because I tend to use to many words, way to fast. Yes, that's me.... Magzy Linda Micks.
I'm just a 12 year old girl, who just started John Renolds Middle School, and annoy the hell out of anyone and any one I meet. To put it simply, I'm the girl who eats lunch every day either on the edge of the table, not even daring to look up at the dark stares people throw my way, for I am not welcome, or in the bathroom. I talk to much. That's quite it really, I'm just annoying. That's the main reason I'm hated by the general populace, that and I'm misunderstood as mean. I get anxiety attacks, so sometimes I freak out and start fidgeting and looking wildly around the room, I breathe heavy and feel as if my world is collapsing in on me, when finally I scream to no one in particular, "SHUT UP!!" just because I have no idea what else to do to make the feeling go away, people think I'm talking to them, yet really I'm just hurting inside. I only have two friends, the best friends in the world, C.J. and Iz. (Really it's cassandra jane and Isabella, but they both loathe those names so much, everyone calls them by those names)
C.J. is a tall, dark skinned girl, who sees the good in everyone. She has dark brown eyes, and is absolutely gorgeous. She chooses to hang out with me, for some reason I have no idea, and so sadly not that many people like her.
Then there is Iz. Iz is a passionate, wonderful person with short blonde hair, brown eyes, black frameless glasses, and usually wears jeans and a t-shirt from retail shops, yet she always looks amazing!
These are my only friends, they sit with me every day in the bathroom, or on the edge of a table, they know they could do so much better, but for some reason that is unknown to me, they choose me. They say it's because I'm so creative, and genuine, and myself. Everyone else is trying to fit in.... and while I try.... it doesnt't work, and my real self shines through. Even when I annoy them with my mindless babbling and large words, they stick by me.
Now, you may wonder why I start this blog. Well, first it's to let you know that, if you are one of the middle school losers, you are not alone. I am with you. second, so you can know the true life of Magzy Micks, for I am confident one day, I will be famous and you, faithful readers, will be the people who will have know me first.
And third, I love the "click-click" noise the keyboard makes.
click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click ..........
I have a strong suspicion I have a.d.d... oh well.
Now, let me tell you about myself, for as I have explained some, I have not explained it all. I feel obliged to tell you my good points too, so you do not read this blog and take the enemies side because you find me annoying. You must know me before you judge, something I feel my peers at school must work on.
I have short brown hair, i am 12 years old, in 6th grade. I have brown eyes that are big, yet are hard to see behind my thin brown glasses. I usually wear skinny jeans, sweat shirts from north face, and assorted items from American Eagle and Aeropostale. I talk to much, and it may sound like babble. But if you listen closely like C.J. and Iz, you may notice that, even among the babbling, sometimes there is something important to say. I am passionate too, about everything I do. Wether it be projects I'm working on, or birthday cards for my BFFs when it's there b-day, I throw my all into whatever I'm working on. I love to read, I always have a good book under my arm, or in my backpack. And also, I'm honest. I don't steal, or cheat or lie, and I can also keep a secret. If you tell me a secret, it's locked in a safe and I've eaten the key.
So that pretty much sums up me, Magzy. Now let's go to some of my rivals.... Lucy, and Sylvia. Despite Sylvia's stupid name, she, Lucy, and there little "posse" have taken over the school withing the first two weeks. They created the popular table, and at lunch kids gather around like puppies waiting to be accepted. They gather around, and if they glare at a person when they try and sit down..... they know there unwelcome and leave, because at my school your not actually allowed to say someone can't sit there, it's up to the students to realize when there not wanted.
Lucy and Sylvia both look identical, because there twins. Both red hair, hazel eyes, stunningly pretty on the outside, yet devilish and horrid on the inside. The difference is, though, that sylvia's hair is cut short and she sticks to skirts, while Lucy's hair is longer and wheres designer brand clothing. Also, if you watch close enough, you'll see sylvia always leads, with lucy an inch from her heels, you can tell sylvia is in charge. Sylvia is always the one who gives out the insults, while Lucy chimes in with her own snide remarks. How they got to be popular..... a mystery that shall haunt me forever. Or at least until im 30, which is really old so basically forever.
Then there is Anthony. My crush since third grade, when he was in 4th and both our classes were at recess, i was on the swings and he sat down next to me and shared his snack with me. he's seemed to forgotten me though, we only have 2 subjects together and sit on different sides of the room. There's also the fact every girl likes him, and he's in the 7th grade. I am in 7th grade lit. and math though, so those are the few precious moments i share with him.
So if you care enough to read on, please check back often for new posts from Magzy herself.
~Magzy
I'm just a 12 year old girl, who just started John Renolds Middle School, and annoy the hell out of anyone and any one I meet. To put it simply, I'm the girl who eats lunch every day either on the edge of the table, not even daring to look up at the dark stares people throw my way, for I am not welcome, or in the bathroom. I talk to much. That's quite it really, I'm just annoying. That's the main reason I'm hated by the general populace, that and I'm misunderstood as mean. I get anxiety attacks, so sometimes I freak out and start fidgeting and looking wildly around the room, I breathe heavy and feel as if my world is collapsing in on me, when finally I scream to no one in particular, "SHUT UP!!" just because I have no idea what else to do to make the feeling go away, people think I'm talking to them, yet really I'm just hurting inside. I only have two friends, the best friends in the world, C.J. and Iz. (Really it's cassandra jane and Isabella, but they both loathe those names so much, everyone calls them by those names)
C.J. is a tall, dark skinned girl, who sees the good in everyone. She has dark brown eyes, and is absolutely gorgeous. She chooses to hang out with me, for some reason I have no idea, and so sadly not that many people like her.
Then there is Iz. Iz is a passionate, wonderful person with short blonde hair, brown eyes, black frameless glasses, and usually wears jeans and a t-shirt from retail shops, yet she always looks amazing!
These are my only friends, they sit with me every day in the bathroom, or on the edge of a table, they know they could do so much better, but for some reason that is unknown to me, they choose me. They say it's because I'm so creative, and genuine, and myself. Everyone else is trying to fit in.... and while I try.... it doesnt't work, and my real self shines through. Even when I annoy them with my mindless babbling and large words, they stick by me.
Now, you may wonder why I start this blog. Well, first it's to let you know that, if you are one of the middle school losers, you are not alone. I am with you. second, so you can know the true life of Magzy Micks, for I am confident one day, I will be famous and you, faithful readers, will be the people who will have know me first.
And third, I love the "click-click" noise the keyboard makes.
click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click click-click ..........
I have a strong suspicion I have a.d.d... oh well.
Now, let me tell you about myself, for as I have explained some, I have not explained it all. I feel obliged to tell you my good points too, so you do not read this blog and take the enemies side because you find me annoying. You must know me before you judge, something I feel my peers at school must work on.
I have short brown hair, i am 12 years old, in 6th grade. I have brown eyes that are big, yet are hard to see behind my thin brown glasses. I usually wear skinny jeans, sweat shirts from north face, and assorted items from American Eagle and Aeropostale. I talk to much, and it may sound like babble. But if you listen closely like C.J. and Iz, you may notice that, even among the babbling, sometimes there is something important to say. I am passionate too, about everything I do. Wether it be projects I'm working on, or birthday cards for my BFFs when it's there b-day, I throw my all into whatever I'm working on. I love to read, I always have a good book under my arm, or in my backpack. And also, I'm honest. I don't steal, or cheat or lie, and I can also keep a secret. If you tell me a secret, it's locked in a safe and I've eaten the key.
So that pretty much sums up me, Magzy. Now let's go to some of my rivals.... Lucy, and Sylvia. Despite Sylvia's stupid name, she, Lucy, and there little "posse" have taken over the school withing the first two weeks. They created the popular table, and at lunch kids gather around like puppies waiting to be accepted. They gather around, and if they glare at a person when they try and sit down..... they know there unwelcome and leave, because at my school your not actually allowed to say someone can't sit there, it's up to the students to realize when there not wanted.
Lucy and Sylvia both look identical, because there twins. Both red hair, hazel eyes, stunningly pretty on the outside, yet devilish and horrid on the inside. The difference is, though, that sylvia's hair is cut short and she sticks to skirts, while Lucy's hair is longer and wheres designer brand clothing. Also, if you watch close enough, you'll see sylvia always leads, with lucy an inch from her heels, you can tell sylvia is in charge. Sylvia is always the one who gives out the insults, while Lucy chimes in with her own snide remarks. How they got to be popular..... a mystery that shall haunt me forever. Or at least until im 30, which is really old so basically forever.
Then there is Anthony. My crush since third grade, when he was in 4th and both our classes were at recess, i was on the swings and he sat down next to me and shared his snack with me. he's seemed to forgotten me though, we only have 2 subjects together and sit on different sides of the room. There's also the fact every girl likes him, and he's in the 7th grade. I am in 7th grade lit. and math though, so those are the few precious moments i share with him.
So if you care enough to read on, please check back often for new posts from Magzy herself.
~Magzy
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