Ali

The Other Side of the Super __**Creep**__

What are you talking about! No way would I ever steal your anklet!" But of course that wouldn't change Hannah's mind. Hannah and I are not BFF's; we only talked to each other because our moms make us to. You see, our moms work together in the same office. You could say they are buisness partners. Both of their jobs are to design outfits for models. The reason why Hannah and I aren't really friends is because she always follows me around. I don't mean like just at reces, I mean at lunch, and to all my classes, which she is in none of them! She follows me when I walk home, and when we get to my house, my mom has to be a saint and invite her to spend the night. She is such a __**CREEP!!**__

Today Hannah and I were at it again. She told everyone she knew that I took her lucky anklet. I mean why would I ever steal it, it's uglier than the sweater my grandma sent me for Hanukkah. Hannah's anklet is light gray and a darkish orange. She made it herself, and when she asked me if I liked it, I had to lie "again" and say it was "awesome." I usually have to lie to Hannah. One time she had all these leaves and grass in her hair, so I told her she looked like a bush, but I learned to never joke around with Hannah. She ran away crying. So I apoligized and promised myself to __never__ make Hannah upset, because if I did, she would tell her mom, who would tell my mom, who would ground me and take away my phone for a month. She is just the kind of person who tells on everyone.

" I didn't steal your anklet because it is __**UGLY!"**__ Hannah just stared at me so I walked away. But once I turned around and saw that she was out of sight. I felt the worse feeling you could feel.... __**GUILT**__. But, I just simply got tired of arguing with her, but I knew I should have said something kind. So now a part of me is happy for letting my feelings out, but the other part of me was sorry, so I just ignored both parts and went to lunch with my friend Stacy.

"What's wrong?" asked Stacy.

"Nothing," I responded.

"Good, because I don't want anymore **__DRAMA!"__**

"Yeah, me too," I said with a sigh. So we walked down to lunch. I sat down, ate an apple then went outside alone. When I walked out of the building I saw Hannah sitting on a bench eating, she was alone too. I felt like I wanted to walk right pass her, but I knew I needed to aplogise, and so I did.

"Look Hannah, back at our locker-" I said.

"You're right," said Hannah. "What? But I am really sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

" No, it's true. My anklet is ugly. I only made it because ........ of my grandma. She loved the colors gray and orange, so I wanted to give her something, something she would love and have forever. So I worked all night making the anklet. The morning I was going to go and give it to her, I got the news. My mom looked like she had been crying. Her mom, and my grandmother, had passed away at age 74 from being ill. I didn't even know that she was ill."

"Hannah, I am so sorry, I didn't know."

"I used to think that you were so mean."

"What, why?"

"You're always ignoring me, and you talk behind my back."

"That's only because-"

"You know Maddie, you are popular. That's why I have been following you around so much, I want all the friends you have. I guess you could say I am jealous of you."

As awkward as I felt, I leaned into Hannah and gave her a hug. Hannah then wiped the tears off her face and we then both walked to the football field to watch the boys practice. I didn't want to ignore Hannah any more. I felt like me and Hannah could maybe be friends, as long as she doesn't stalk me. So we talked about how Mr. Greech, a science teacher, was making his class do this huge project. We also talked about how maybe this weekend we could have a sleepover. I never really knew Hannah. I guess there's always another side to a __Super Creep.__

__**Poem- FALL**__ As I walk down the sidewalk I kick the leaves I then soon feel a soft cool breeze I love how fall is full of colors It's so different and unique and not like others While strolling along I walk my dog Biscuit Biscuit loves to play This something we like to do every day So as I watch him play I sit down We both then stare into town I can't help but notice the trees are so bare But by the tree is a cute little white hare So I say for Biscuit and I that our favorite season is fall Our favorite of them all For the all the different colors and sounds And basically everything around

__**Birthday Party Surprise**__

"You have to go to her birthday party," said mom. "She is a good friend and she is very nice."

"Do I have to," said Adam "Can't I sleep in? It's Saturday!"

"Yes Adam, just go."

"Fine, I'll go." It was a normal Saturday, but my family and I would soon find out that today would soon be a sad, shocking day. Today there was nothing special for me and my sister Amy, but my brother Adam was invited to a girls birthday party. At first Adam didn't want to go, but my mom insisted that he should, so Adam got a VISA gift card as a gift and we were off to the Ice Skating Ring which was where the party was held.

Once we got inside we asked a manager at the door where the birthday party room was. The man's name was Mark, or that's what it said on his name tag. Mark had a scruffy, short beard, spiky hair which made him look like a porky pine, and was waring a orange shirt that had ice skating shoes on it. When I walked by Mark, he smelled sort of odd, as if he had just came back from Subway across the street. Once we got to the party room, we saw the birthday girl and her family eating pizza, but the girl looked sad, upset, like she was holding back a tear, but what I also noticed was that the room was empty. We slowly walked towards them wondering where everyone was. When they noticed that we were in the room, the birthday girl's face lit up with joy and excitement. I could tell she was screaming with happiness in her head but why? It's just Adam.

It felt kind of rude to ask where everyone was, so we asked and their faces went back to a frown. It turns out no one else had showed up. Either they couldn't make it or just didn't come. I looked at Adam. He had a blank face, but I knew he felt bad and he was wondering why nobody came. The room went quiet. It was shocking because the birthday girl is a very nice girl who had many friends. To break the silence we handed the gift to her and she gave us little grin. She then directed Adam where to go get his skates. We watch them get on the ice. My mom then chatted with the girl's parents. So that left Amy and me standing there. We all felt really bad for her, but as we watched them skate I could tell they were happy and having fun, and that's all that mattered.