Irene

Alicia's Diary

August 5, 2009 Dear Diary, Today was my first day at school, as always, I got lost in the huge Middle School building. I got to the 7th grade classes. I really wanted to be on Ms. Wood's class. Last year they told me she was the nicest teacher EVER. My heart stopped beating when I saw the class lists posted on the white walls, with the names of the classes on them: Ms. Woods Johann Pearson Olivia Moore Sebastian Anderson Ingrid Barnes Alexander Cook Hannah Hughes Dylan Ford Ellen Simmons Andrea Murray Robert Grey Nicolas Freeman Eleonor Griffin Lucas Powell Yvan Tucker I suddenly became depressed when I saw my name was not on it... My best friend, Olivia, was. I read the next list: Mrs. Daniels Pauline Holmes Damian Black Angeline Fisher Gavin Cole There it was, printed in bold, black letters, the first bad moment in the whole 7th grade: Alicia Harris At this point, I froze, thinking about my sister’s comments on Mrs. Daniels. She had told me that Mrs. Daniels would hit your hand with a ruler if you yawned. I remembered all the jokes that my sister had done to Mrs. Daniels. Basically, I was not going to survive this year. Worst, Mrs. Daniels hated my sister. Was she going to hate me too? Well, I really hoped not. Alicia

August 6, 2009 Dear Diary, Class with Mrs. Daniels hasn’t been bad. It has been horrible. The first day of school, she told us to write a 3 page essay on our vacation. Guess what? My vacation wasn’t even interesting enough to fit into 3 pages. Until now, I have half a page. I am dead. On the other hand, the only good thing that has happened today was that my mom decided to take me to choose my new shoes for school. At last, black, high top converse. My mom never liked converse. She wanted me to get the flats with the little pink bows on it. I didn’t like them. It was so unfair, my sister got to buy a new sweater, a new pair of pants, AND two pairs of shoes. At least, I got my deserved converse. Alicia

August 8, 2009 Dear Diary, Yesterday, I didn’t have enough time to write because of all the homework from Mrs. Daniels. I also had science homework and French homework. Why do teachers like to grade so much stuff? Today during lunch, Olivia and I sat at our usual table. She started talking about her literature class and how much fun she had with Ms. Woods. I started daydreaming in the middle of our conversation will Olivia kept talking. I imagined myself as a knight in a shiny metal armor fighting an evil dragon with shiny red scales that matched with its flaring nose and smoking mouth. The strange thing about the dragon was that it had Mrs. Daniels face. The dragon hit me and my sword flew away. I was laying on the floor as the dragon came closer every time. It was about to burn my face off when: “ALICIA! Alicia are you listening to me?” Olivia came closer. I stammered a quick “yes”. “What was I talking about then?”“Umm, literature class?” I said, unsure.“NO! I was telling you that I wanted to audition for the school’s talent show.”“Really? When are the auditions?”“Two weeks from now. It’s a friday. I want to sing.”“Good for you. Go ahead.”“Fine. Will you help me with the dress and everything?” Olivia’s eyes begged. “Sure, but I’m NOT singing.” I said.“All right. Can you come to my house after school tomorrow?” Olivia asked.“Ok I’ll ask and call you later.” I honestly am afraid of singing in front of other people. Good Olivia new me well and didn’t ask me to sing with her. I’ll call her later on and tell her I'm going tomorrow. Alicia

August 9, 2009 Dear Diary, Today I went to Olivia’s to plan what she was going to do for the school talent show. She told me that I could help her do her make up. Even though I have never used make up, my “artistic abilities” can help me, according to Olivia. We convinced her mother to take us to the mall. I accompanied Olivia as she bought her new clothes and shoes. We also went to the make up lane in the mall and bought a few things like blush and mascara. I have a new writing assignment from Mrs. Daniels’ class. We have to write about our “ideal” vacations. Really, how will that help us in the future? I can tell that Mrs. Daniels really doesn’t like me. Today during her class, I forgot to bring my homework from yesterday and she decided to announce it in front of all the class. I can still hear her ugly voice, “Class, good job on bringing your homework today. I need to see the people who forgot it after class. Alicia, you need to stay during lunch.” I’m the only person who had to give up their lunch when THREE people forgot the homework. Totally unfair. I decided to really do this assignment so she doesn’t have an excuse to make me loose lunch. If I bring the homework she definitely will no be able to make me stay. Alicia

August 10, 2009 Dear Diary, Today at school, the most embarrassing thing happened to me. I was walking next to Olivia down the hall will I was holding all my books, I turned around to face Olivia as I walked backwards, suddenly, I bumped into a 10-grader. All my books fell on the floor and he just laughed while I picked them up. When I mumbled a silent “sorry” he just turned around and said to his friend “These days 7-graders get stupider.” I just wanted to tackle him and say that 10-graders have ALWAYS been stupid but obviously I was too shy to do it. I got really mad. After all, now I hate 10-graders. Alicia

August 11, 2009 Dear Diary, Since today was Friday, Olivia and I decided to go to the mall to watch a movie. We watched a horror movie called Where the Monsters are Green, it actually wasn’t scary at all, even though the couple in front of us made it pretty funny. They were so scared that at one point the girl even threw her popcorn in the air. Olivia and I couldn’t hold in the laughter so we burst out laughing. The couple stood up angrily and started to walk out. As they were going up the stairs, the girl tripped and fell, Olivia and I laughed even harder. They guy started to shout at us things we couldn’t even understand with his french accent and then they left. When the movie finished, Olivia and I went to buy some ice cream and then we each went home. We had to leave because I had to be at home to do Mrs. Daniel’s homework. No one has ever left me homework for the weekend. I really hate her... Alicia

August 12, 2009 Dear Diary, Today I woke up at 3 in the evening because last night I stayed up until 3 in the morning because I was doing the homework from Mrs. Daniel’s class. She made us write six pages about a summary on this book that is 600 pages long. I had to be a Olivia’s house at 10 in the morning so I could see her practice and give her my opinion. I had a feeling that I has just going to sit and watch her. Alicia

August 12, 2009 Dear Diary, Today I woke up at five in the morning to finally finish the summary and to have the rest of the sunday off. I finished and went downstairs to eat a bowl of soup and I heard a sort of whining outside. I went outside to see a small, furry dog sitting on our porch. I didn’t know how to scare it away so I gave it a little of the meat loaf from yesterday and closed the door. The puppy started whining again so I gave it a little more food. It refused to eat it. The dog, who I thought was a boy, let me pet him softly as he calmly approached the door. I closed it in case he wanted to come inside. My mother is afraid and allergic to dogs. We have never had a pet in our house except for a hamster that my older sister had. The hamster escaped and fell into the pool inside his walking ball. When we found him, he was at the bottom of the pool, drowned. I liked this puppy very much for some reason so I let him in quietly and took him to my room. I’ll hide him here for a while until I find his home. Alicia

August 14, 2009 Dear Diary, Yesterday, I handed in the homework that had taken away most of my weekend to Mrs. Daniels and she gave me half credit for it. Apparently she said it was copied from the internet and that I didn’t work enough on it. I DID. I worked ALL weekend for this summary and she rewards me with a FIFTY. My mom said I couldn’t use the computer for a month. This is SO unfair. Alicia P.S. I posted signs around the block to see who was the owner of the dog. My mom still hasn’t noticed that I have it in my room.

August 18, 2009 Dear Diary, Today was the day of the talent show. I helped Olivia with her make-up and her dress. She looked really pretty but she was really nervous. During her performance, she sang beautiful and looked awesome. Everybody clapped. The bad thing was she won second place, even though she was pretty proud of herself. I congratulated her and she thanked me for helping. Since I was in a “winning” mood, I told my mom about the dog that I had been hiding in my room. I told her about the fliers and that no one had claimed him. My mom thought about it as I explained he was a really quiet and sweet dog and that I would clean up his messes and feed him. At last, she said she would let me keep the dog! I was so happy that I hugged her really tight. She laughed and said she would have to buy anti-allergy medicine. I finally have a dog, now called Ruffle. The only thing to make my year better is to make Mrs. Daniels like me. Alicia

August 19, 2009 Dear Diary, Today, I told my mom about the mean things that Mrs. Daniels has done to me. She said that she would make an appointment to talk to her. The appointment was done today and as I waited for my mom to come home, I walked a little with Ruffle. When my mom came back, I ran to her and asked her about the meeting. She told me that Mrs. Daniels had told her that she made me work so hard because she saw a lot of potential in me as a writer. That didn’t convince me that much but if all my work will pay back, I will have to do as I am told. I think this will help a lot in the future. I decided that I didn’t hate Mrs. Daniels so much. Alicia