It’s break time which is fun for people who actually have friends. I just sit under a tree and watch what everybody’s doing. Turns out that there are three groups of Grade 8s, theres 8A,8B and 8C and I’m in 8C. I’ve already spotted the most popular girl in school. She’s so pretty her hair is down, light skinned and every girl at school wants to be her friend. She’s the opposite of me, I wear my hair in a ponytail and I have a silver hair clipper just to decorate, the hair clipper was my mom’s.
And for the boys they’re so hot which is very weird coming from me. Anyway one of them is named Phelo I heard that because his name is on every girl’s lips.
The popular girl came to me with her squad and she said “Hey girl why are you so alone it’s break time why aren’t you having fun. Oh I’m Zintle by the way but everyone calls me Z.” “Oh uhm.. Hi Z I’m not really sure how to answer your question let’s just say I’m not very social. I’m Lwandle I’m in grade 8, which Grade are you in? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“I’m in Grade 8B, girl I like you so let’s meet here after school.”