Mr Felts would not mind if I was to miss Art Class. I began to make my way towards...
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We return indoors where refreshments have been made. Mrs Proctor hands out glasses of orange juice. “Thank you Mrs...
As I walked home from school on Monday afternoon, all I could think about was the prospect of wearing...
Once I’d tidied the kitchen, I sloped off to my room, avoiding any more unwanted attention. I kicked off...
Meanwhile, a tearful William is being confronted with his new school uniform. Having flat refused to don the knickers...
For days now I have noticed that the girls who went to the Feminist Study Class, they were the...
Vincent cast me a pursed smile. “That’s OK.” he said. “Sometimes it’s just easier to be mean that it...
A panic swept over me as Cheryl entered the kitchen. “Something smells good.” Said Cheryl, dropping a couple...
After attending for a couple of months, I resigned myself to the fact that this is what I do...
Meanwhile at St Felicity’s School for Girls, it’s morning break and the pupils filter from their classrooms into the...