This is the story of a girl named Ember, who doesn't have a very good relationship with her parents. She feels like nobody wants her anymore. Can she beat the sadness and be happy again, or will the fire burn out making her just an ember flickering in the darkness?
Unfortunately the year eight pervet, Lawrence is in my maths class. He is really distruptive, and Mr Stews doesn't even like him. He chucked a pen at me so without thinking I chucked it back at him but he dodged it and instead it hit Mr Stews!
"EMBER!" He bellows
"Sir it wasn't my fault Leo chucked a pen at me!" I repulse
"No I didn't!" Leo lies
"Lawrence don't lie you know you did!"
"ENOUGH! Ember go to isolation!" Mr Stews shouts.
"Fine." I stand up then trudge out of the classroom.
"Ember, don't forget your report" Mr Stews reminds me.
Bria sees me walking out of maths and rolls her eyes. I walk round a corner and it just has to be Mr Laird, head of year eight that I bump into.
"Ember shouldn't you be in class?" he asks, not very surprised.
"Got sent". I mumble.
"Oh what have you done now?"
"Nothing! Lawrence is SO annoying!" I say a bit too loud. Then I blush and run toward isolation.
It's not fair that Mr Stews believed Lawrence. I mean yeah, I did chuck the pen back at him but I didn't mean to hit the teacher. Isolation is SO boring. It's basically if you are really naughty you get sent here for five periods and do work until you are let out again. Most of the time we just sneak on our phones though.
Mrs Boarder is in today. I give her my report and slump into a chair at the back.
