A/N: Happy New Year!
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In the morning, Alice pulled herself out of bed feeling low and melancholy. She couldn't get the previous day's events out of her head. With Courtney, Ray, The money-
After school, Alice slumped back home, feeling worn out and exhausted. Her jaw had been bothering her all afternoon.When she tried paying attention in classes, she was distracted by the constant throbbing pains in her jaw. It felt as if somebody was constantly smacking her mouth with a rock every few seconds. Emilia kept shooting her smug looks and smirks. It infuriated her and drove her up the wall.
"Come on!" Emilia's voice called out to the rest of the group, "Work faster! You're all being too slow!"Alice let out a short sign before jabbing her gardening fork into the soil. She could feel sweat forming on her brow.The rest of the group were stood beside Alice. They all were trying to dig up weeds as fast as they could to avoid Emilia's cut remarks.
It wasn't as bad as Alice had thought.The only punishment that was awarded was some lines. It wasn't something Alice was used to. Her school back in America only handed out detentions as a method of punishment and discipline.When Alice got back home, she grabbed a pen and a sheet of lined paper. She then began to write, 'I must not attack others at school.' Mr Callum reque
As the days rolled passed, Alice started getting used to the silent treatment that she received daily. Her and Gwen's friendship was blossoming as each day passed, sharing jokes and smiles. She almost made up for the gaping hole where Lauren and Juliet used to be.Libby still couldn't forget how Alice had stopped her on the Gym's Balcony. She felt as if she should somehow make it up to her. So Libby tried to act normally around Alice, but it came out as a little too forceful. Although Alice appreciated that Libby was trying to be friendly, she still felt quite troubled inside.
Before Alice knew it, she was boarding the bus on Friday morning, biting her lip to contain in her nerves.To Alice, the nerves inside her didn't feel like a couple of butterflies. They felt like rampaging elephants leaping about in her chest, making her feel quite sick. She awkwardly fidgeted on the bus, reading through the lyrics on her phone for the fourteenth time.Whenever she started imaging the worst-case scenarios
She heard Gwen let out a small cry of surprise from the behind the piano, taking her hands off the keys as if she had been burnt. She stood up and looked straight at Alice, demanding an explanation. Her eyes caught sight of somebody standing up against the microphone and her a look of anger displayed across her face.Alice scrambled to her feet and turned to look at who had pushed her. Emilia was her first suspicion, considering everything that had happened. She didn't expect it to be...
The second the recording had finished, the entire audience was hushed. Alice reckoned that if somebody were to drop a pin, everybody would hear it.She nervously gulped, removing her hands to look up at Emilia.Emilia was staring straight at Alice, with a funny sort of satisfied look. She looked rather pleased with herself. But at the same time, her eyes were showing her a slightly darkened look, a look of guilt and pity.
As the day dragged on, Alice was used to the funny looks and dirty glares. She got them everywhere. In the corridors, in classes, at lunch, on the bus...To Alice, she did her best to push them out of her mind. Friday's concert was such a massive knock and left her feeling so broken that the glares were almost nothing. Compared to what she really felt on stage, she knew that this wasn't as bad.She felt a great deal better, knowing that her friends stuck by her side. They comforte
Thank you so much for reading 'Death Among The Dandelions!'This is my first ever original novel that I've written. I've really enjoyed writing this, hopefully, you enjoyed reading this!This is also my first ever book on Goodnovel.
Within minutes, Alice was squashed into the back of a Taxi, sat beside her Dad. The streets of London rolled past the car window in a mere few minutes. Alice knew that it could be one of her final times seeing London.Whenever she felt like crying, she pushed her emotions firmly downwards imaging her dream life in Sheffield. Her fingers sought the comfort of her red polka dot bag and the dandelion bracelet dangling loosely around her wrist. The smooth metal carving of the dandelion made Alice cherish the good times that she had in London. She only hoped that she could make even bette
The final day of school came by too quickly for Alice's liking.When she woke up in the morning, she felt oddly empty and strange. She couldn't quite believe it was time to say goodbye for good.It was also going to be her last time waking up in London.
Saying goodbye was never one of Alice's strengths.She hated saying goodbye. It was usually her final words to somebody when she knew she never would see that person again. It was the last word she said to her mum, the last word she ever said to her old school, the last word she ever said to her dead Grandpa...Alice lay across her bed, glancing around her empty room.
"What?""It's in Sheffield." Mr Smith repeated, sighing heavily, "Alice, it's such a big opportunity for me-""Does that mean we're moving?" Alice butted in, ignoring her Dad. He gave her a grim nod."It's for the best, dear. After wh
As the day dragged on, Alice was used to the funny looks and dirty glares. She got them everywhere. In the corridors, in classes, at lunch, on the bus...To Alice, she did her best to push them out of her mind. Friday's concert was such a massive knock and left her feeling so broken that the glares were almost nothing. Compared to what she really felt on stage, she knew that this wasn't as bad.She felt a great deal better, knowing that her friends stuck by her side. They comforte
The second the recording had finished, the entire audience was hushed. Alice reckoned that if somebody were to drop a pin, everybody would hear it.She nervously gulped, removing her hands to look up at Emilia.Emilia was staring straight at Alice, with a funny sort of satisfied look. She looked rather pleased with herself. But at the same time, her eyes were showing her a slightly darkened look, a look of guilt and pity.
She heard Gwen let out a small cry of surprise from the behind the piano, taking her hands off the keys as if she had been burnt. She stood up and looked straight at Alice, demanding an explanation. Her eyes caught sight of somebody standing up against the microphone and her a look of anger displayed across her face.Alice scrambled to her feet and turned to look at who had pushed her. Emilia was her first suspicion, considering everything that had happened. She didn't expect it to be...
Before Alice knew it, she was boarding the bus on Friday morning, biting her lip to contain in her nerves.To Alice, the nerves inside her didn't feel like a couple of butterflies. They felt like rampaging elephants leaping about in her chest, making her feel quite sick. She awkwardly fidgeted on the bus, reading through the lyrics on her phone for the fourteenth time.Whenever she started imaging the worst-case scenarios