My Week

Claire Viola is moving to Brimloch. This is very much against her intentions which was to stay in Edinburgh until she'd finished EDINBURGH'S secondry school. Not move to Brimloch start a new school in a new town where she had no friends. Well, she hasn't started secondry school yet.

But when she finds a diary by a girl who used to live in her room, she finds herself willing the summer holidays to strech, so she can find out what happened to a young lad called John.


4. Jake

"You know Claire, I was dissipointed. I was hoping for your diary." I felt shocked. Then angry. "How dare yo-" I got cut off by Jake's hand. "But you are forgiven due to this exlemplary peice of work." I sighed. "Ok. What do you want." Jake looked puzzled. "Firstly, your hand is sweaty. You do that when you are embarresed. Secondly, you keep it casual with the speaking at home. Thirdly, you don't use flattery. So what do you want?" Jake looked defeated for a millisecond. Once composed, he began. "Yesterday, when I was up on the hill, I met a really nice girl." I groaned. "She's only staying for a while, and I need someone to conjour up a place, time and gift for us." I smiled. Ok. Time for some fun. "Tommorow. Twelve. Bench on the square. Your lunch will be awaiting." I had a plan. That would give me a succseful youtube name and a good laugh. I couldn't wait. "Bye Jake!"

Diary. Wait. My Diary. I looked everywhere. Under the floorboard. Then I thought. Jake wouldn't let me see him reading my Diary. Then I realised I'd been fooled. I didn't charge in to his room and close it on his nose. I decided to plot quietly and take my revenge tommorow at twelve. Unless I still had them going at one!

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