Three Best Friends Devon Kate Stell
“It’s school picture day tomorrow!” Mrs Silbo exclaimed. “Oh no not again!” the whole class groaned except for Freg the jerk. Freg loved school picture day, but who cares. I don’t know what to wear so I’ve decided to invite my two friends over, Devon Sniff and Stell Mulvey. Well, maybe not! “Ringg!” the school bell rang. ‘’Yesss school is over!’’ the whole class shouted. I went back home and called my friends and asked them what I should wear. I was so worried and anxious of what to wear tomorrow. ” Kate, Why don’t you wear the gleaming clothes that you bought yesterday!”Stell said. “No, it is too vivid for school.” I replied. “What about the scintillating red shirt with your jeans?” “Oh my god, that is so yesterday!”
Suddenly, my little brother came into my bedroom and said that he wanted the phone, but of course, I needed to finish discussing about what I should wear tomorrow. I’d bet that to was way more important than what he wanted to talk about, so I continued talking and ignored him. “ Mom, Kate is not giving me the phone and she is talking about what she should wear to school and then she said that she wanted to dress like a celebrity.” I thought in my head, when did I say that, he’s totally lying. Of course he is. “Hey Stell , my brother is trying to get me into a catastrophe again, so I have to deal with it, I will need to go.” I counted, three two one to myself because every time after my brother notifies mom and dad something, they come after exactly three seconds. My mom and dad suddenly rushed into my room with a vexed face and holding a pink pony shirt. “Did you remember that you’ve vowed granny to wear this shirt on the next picture day so you should wear this tomorrow!” she shrieked.
I got totally freaked out and then I chortled and replied ” Seriously, you want me to wear this?” “Yup!” my dad said in a really intense voice. “But everyone will laugh at me and by the way granny won’t even remember because she’s so old , so there is no point to wear this stupid pony shirt.” I muttered under my breathe. “No buts and no complaining! You must wear this to school tomorrow, also would you like to come with me to the ‘Bargain Bin’ to shop for pants to go with the top? ”Mom said in an indignant voice. “ No mom, you and dad have already chosen my shirt which will be social humiliation so can I have the chance to choose my own pants!!” “Nope, I’ve planned everything for you, so I’m going to buy the pants for you! I would appreciate it if you showed some appreciation and said thank you!” “Thank you!” I forcibly muttered. She banged the door and left me and that foolish looking pony shirt in my bedroom.
I felt miserable and guilty, but there is no use to be feeling like this, so I just sat on my bed and crossed my legs and arms. I was really sad. I felt like the my world was crumbling around me. I knew this would happen, I hated my brother! Tomorrow was going to be the worst day ever. At that moment my brother peeped through the door and said ”Ha!Ha! Now you're the one who is in trouble, you are going to look so stupid in that shirt”. I slowly walked towards my desk and sat down to start doing my homework. First I did my mental arithmetic homework, or whatever that is. I suck at math and I don’t know anything about it but I had to get it done or Mrs Silbo would not be impressed. At about 5:45 my mom came back with some kind of pants in her hand. The first thing that I thought of the pants were that they were fool ish, then when I looked closer I had to admit that they were kind of nice. I decided to wear them to school tomorrow but wasn't too sure about the pony shirt business.
Meep! Meep! Meep! Meep!.. My alarm clock rang like an annoying bird chirping. It was a sign for me to get out of bed and face the day. I put on a bright green metallic shirt and the pants that my mom acquired for me yesterday. When I was about to go out the front door mom ceased me, but I didn’t know why she’d stopped me. “Hey! Remember your bright pink adorable po ny shirt?” OMG! I totally forgot about the pony shirt business. I guess I’ll have to wear it to school. I reluctantly changed my metallic shirt to the hideous pink pony shirt. It would be really mortifying if I wore this shirt and i knew my classmates would laugh at me the moment they saw me. Even the little grade one students would laugh at me too. I thought really hard for a while then I suddenly thought of a really great idea! Before I left I snuck my bright green metallic shirt into my school bag.
As I entered the bus everyone began to laugh at me. I saw Freg the jerk was drinking milk then after he saw me wearing this, he sneezed milk right out of his nose. This is really egregious! A disaster! I decided to get out out of here straight away and get off the bus to change my shirt. As I got close to the door it suddenly closed right before I could escape. During the bus ride I sat with my friends who tried to give me comfort and tried to make me see the lighter side of what happened. Today was going to be a long and embarrassing day, i could feel it. Finally I had gotten of the bus and I was rushing to toilet to get changed, when suddenly my friend Devon and Stell leaped right in front of me and exclaimed “Surprise! We’ve brought you nice and great designer pants and shirt so you won’t get stuck with that stupid outfit. But to be honest, your pants looks great!” I’d knew they would say that and was so grateful for what they had done for me. “ You guys are awesome , I can’t believe you would do this for me. I need to get straight to the bathroom and into these amazing clothes” “Well sure because it is yours!” I went into the bathroom and put them on. It was exemplary on me so I decided to wear them.
I was so grateful to get away from the pony shirt. Problem solved! I merrily jumped out of the bathroom and showed how I looked like to my friends. They seemed happy so we went to our own classroom and started class as usual. In class I sit in front of the mean bratt which I don’t really like very much. She tends to always put people down and make peoples lives misery. “I would rather wear a trash bag than those clothes.” the mean bratt said right to my face. I wasn’t shocked as she often spoke this way to me so I just deflected the comment. After class as usual it was lunch time. I sat next to my friends at lunch in the cafeteria. I get school lunch like numerous people do. I took my lunch and walked back to the table. Suddenly the mean bratt from class put her leg out right in front of me and tripped me. Time froze and my lunch took flight. I fell to the ground and then my lunch landed all over me. My spaghetti was now on my shirt! This day was beginning to be the worst day in history.
I looked down at my clothes , Oh no, she had devastated my new clothes that my best friends had bought me! At that moment i heard a ‘click’ and spun to see the girl with her phone out and had taken photo of me splat right on the floor. She said in a wicked voice and with a wicked smile said “Ha! Ha! I’m going to post this on Sisbook and the school paper!” I was really sad, totally sad. I would become the laughing stock of the school. The photo was this afternoon and I only had the pink pony shirt to survive with. But I would undoubtedly not wear that. I thought for a moment, then I remembered about the metallic shirt that I’d snuck in my bag this morning. I wondered if I could change into the metallic shirt and the pants that my mom bought! Wohoo! Another problem solved! I thought in my head. But what about the clothes that my friends bought for me to wear for school picture day? They had gone to so much effort to make me happy, and they would be so disappointed. I’m sure that they would understand.
At sixth period, it was finally time for the school picture. Before I get into any more trouble, I should get to the place where my picture was to be taken. I felt a pang of guilt for not wearing the pony shirt. If I didn’t wear the pony shirt in the photo my mom and dad would probably ground me for a month again like last time I disobeyed them. So I decided to wear the bright green metallic shirt but set off to the photo still holding the bright pink pony shirt in my hand. I decided to wear the metallic shirt but hold up the pony shirt it in front of my body during the picture as a compromise to my parents. So I got to the photo room. You would not believe it but the mean bratt was right in front of me for the picture. She would take her picture first before I did. This was kind of a good thing and a bad thing together. Well nobody cares about her except for her friends. The line began to get smaller and smaller which meant it would be my turn very soon.
Finally, it was the mean bratt’s turn to take her picture. Suddenly I heard a abnormal sound coming out from the room inside where everyone would take their picture in. The sound was:”Haaaaaaa Chooooo!” “Haaaaaa” I laughed as hard as I could, the mean brat had sneezed during the photo. Well that was a great payback for what she did to me by making my clothes dirty and post it on Sisbook and the school news. Well the next person to take the photo was me. Finally, I walked in proudly and then I got the perfect photo of me with the hideous pony shirt. I held it in front of the picture so I would not get scolded too much and I at least had the pony shirt in it. The photographer thought it was strange but was thankful that i didnt sneeze on him like the last girl. My photo came out pretty good except for the bright pink pony shirt part, even my friends thought so too. At least I wasn’t the person who had sneezed in their photo. After the photo, my friends and my classmates all asked where I had bought those nice looking pants. I wanted to tell them but it was kind of embarrassing to say that my mom brought them shopping at ‘Bargain Bin’ !
After I went back home, my mom told me to show her the photo. I crossed my fingers then handed the photo to her. She saw it then told dad to come down the stairs and see it and said:�At least she got a photo with that pony shirt.� Then she smiled at me and begun to laugh with dad. I proceeded to tell them what had happened that day and how it had been so embarrassing. I was glad that I had used the shirt in the photo as my parents were so proud of me. Today was over but there would be another school photo day next year, hopefully it would not be as difficult as today.