Thursday, 21 June 2007
chapter 1
I cant belive them, throwing me out that goddam school, Pency Prep. All because of the goddam reputation of that crumby place. I was watching the football game with Saxon hall standing way the hell on top of Thompson Hill. The whole school was there, watching them bashing each all over the place, except me. anyway, I had just got back from New York with the fencing team, very big deal. Another reason i wasnt at the game was old spencer, my history teacher.... I wanted to say good by. He new I wasnt coming back to Pency Prep. He had the grippe. I ran round down the hill and went and rang the doorbell. I was frozen, I got impatient shouting "c'mon, c'mon". I went up to see spencer.
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