6Chapter Three | Partners in Crime
Monday 12th September – cloakroom
Having chatter in the cloakroom with Lizzy, Sophie, Andrew, Seb, and Don – told them all about my weekend.
We've somehow become friends with the boys. It's weird.
Monday 12th September – assembly
Andrew and I having a hushed conversation, using my diary to talk through, because Miss Thompson has ears like a badger and/or a fox. I can't remember which one daddy said could hear really good.
Ok, today's mission: start cutting pieces off Lucy's pigtails. Just a little bit at a time, so she won't notice…
I'm just nodding at him because I don't want him too close to my diary…
Don't want to give him any more excuse to go snooping through it at some point.
Monday 12th September – playtime
We didn't get a chance to start trimming Lucy Walters hair, because Miss Thompson suspects something's up. Ever since the cupboard incident she's been guarding Lucy like a, well, like a guard dog. We can't get near her.
But we shall wait. Then, when they think we've given up, we will strike again.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHRH!
Lizzy and Sophie and me are thinking about letting the boys come to our secret place, but we're not sure.
Tuesday 13th September – assembly
Andrew asked me to go to his house for tea on Friday when we were in the cloakroom, but he only asked me, not Lizzy and Sophie as well. I will check with them to make sure it's alright first, but I do really want to go. I think it would be a lot of fun!
Tuesday 13th September – toilets
I asked Lizzy and Sophie if I should go or not, and Sophie said it'd be a really good experiment to see what boys did at home and everything. And Lizzy said ok as well, but then she got in a grump.
So I asked her why she was in a grump and she said she wasn't – which was a lie, because I knew she was.
And so then I asked the group if there was any food – because we always share food at playtime, and Lizzy said no, she'd forgotten her Hula-Hoops today, so all we had was my tangerine and Sophie's three biscuits.
And she was lying as well.
I know she was.
I'm on cloakroom duty.
Tuesday 13th September – art
Andrew painted a huge question mark on Jenny Greenbank's forehead today and raised his eyebrows at me, so I tackled Lucy Walters to the floor and wrote, 'Sure' on her forehead and then Andrew and me burst out laughing.
I have detention again now.
Wednesday 14th September – Mrs Jones' Office
I can't believe it.
Mummy and daddy and me are trapped in Mrs Jones' office and I haven't been to any classes all morning.
And I had French AND double literacy.
I'm so mad. Wednesday is my favourite morning.
They're talking about my 'bad behaviour.'
WHICH ISN'T HALF SO BAD AS THE PEOPLE IN MY CLASS!
ATLEAST I DON'T STEAL THINGS AND KEEP THEM IN MY KNICKERS!
AND I NOTICED THAT THE Cludo WAS GONE AS WELL!
Lucy Walters is such a brat.
I hate her.
And I'm hungry because I didn't get any food at playtime, because I haven't left this office since I got into school today.
I wonder what everybody's been doing without me…
I wonder if Andrew managed to get any of Lucy Walters's hair…
Next time I see Lucy Walters, I'm going to do something… drastic. That's what my nana always says, in this really scary voice before she goes crazy and starts throwing things. I love my nana, she's so funny. We always have the best times. But mummy doesn't let me go and see her a lot anymore after I called her a 'dicksmack.'
Wednesday 14th September – lunchtime
Ate my lunch really fast and am having emergency meeting with Lizzy and Sophie in our secret place.
Have to go back to the office in the afternoon.
Andrew didn't get any of Lucy Walters' hair, he did have to throw the scissors out the open window real fast though when Miss Brown walked into the class unexpectedly.
We're going to go and get them in a bit.
Oh NO!
Some year fives are coming over! They'll make us move now!
Hang on-
Wednesday 14th September – creeping underneath window
The year fives hate Lucy Walters as well, so they said they'd be on my side if we get into a fight.
We're quickly going to get the scissors before I have to go back to the office.
Some year sixes just saluted me.
Do you think they're making fun of me or something?
Wednesday 14th September – in my den
I'm grounded.
I can't believe it.
Thursday 15th September – in Mrs Jones' office
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
I'M IN HERE AGAIN!
AND I HAVEN'T EVEN DONE ANYTHING!
HOW COULD I WHEN I WAS IN HERE ALL DAY YESTURDAY!
Oh, here she comes…
Thursday 15th September – playtime
Well, I just missed my first two lessons, but I don't care. Instead I sat in Mrs Jones' office and filled out some questionnaires that were a bit weird they were asking me about my mum and dad and my friends and my house and school.
They were a bit stupid really, and I had to miss out on a SECOND trust exercises class!
So unfair.
Lizzy is talking to me again, she just gave me her first Hula-Hoop, so I gave her my first segment of tangerine. Sophie is home sick today, according to Lizzy. She wasn't in assembly or any classes.
Thursday 15th September – lunchtime
Me, Lizzy, Andrew, Seb, and Don are all in our secret place – we called up Sophie from the school payphone that we're not allowed to use and checked to see if it was ok with her, and she said it was.
When we were in the lunch hall Miss Thompson came in and read off the detention list, and we're all on it, except for Lizzy.
There's apparently a load of year fives and sixes are on it as well, but we don't know why. They stay in the netball courts and the cricket green, but they don't come past the pink tree.
The bell's going – oh, look, it's Lucy Walters ringing it.
She's such a prat.
Thursday 15th September – detention
I can't believe I'm missing Frisbee again. Not that I'm talking to my dad, but still. It's not fair.
Why can't they just expel Lucy Walters? Everybody hates her.
Seriously.
That's why everybody got detention today, we've all been swapping notes and they all hate her. Apparently she's in orchestra, and so are a load of people from years' five and six and she's a total brat through it all and always acts like a know-it-all and then she gets something wrong and everyone laughs and then she cries and then everyone gets into trouble!
Thursday 15th September – kitchen
Daddy has had a talk with me.
I have to be a good girl from now on and take the high road.
Wherever that is… I stopped listening half way through, he's so boring nowadays. He used to be so fun, and now he's turning into mummy.
Thursday 15th September – in my den
My new friend, Steph in year six doesn't call her mummy and daddy 'mummy and daddy,' she calls them 'mum and dad.'
I think I will start doing that too.
Thursday 15th September – in my room
Just called Lizzy and Sophie – they're going to as well.
Friday 16th September – cloakroom
I've double-checked, just incase Lizzy gets in a grump again today, and she has definitely got a pack of Hula-Hoops in her coat pocket. They're salt & vinegar flavoured.
Today I'm going to Andrew's house for tea, and I don't want her getting in a mood with me, because I have to go and ride Tinkerbell tomorrow and it's so annoying when she's mad but pretends that she's not!
Friday 16th September – Trust Exercises
AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAA!
In assembly just before, Mr Smith said, 'Willy-nilly' and now Andrew keeps saying it and like, whispering it to me when we're doing group-thinking where we have to sit in silence and just think about the week so far and I'm trying sooo hard not to laugh!
Friday 16th September – French
I ended up bursting out laughing during trust exercises.
I had to lie and say I'd thought of a really funny cartoon I'd seen during the week.
Friday 16th September – playtime
Me, Lizzy, and Sophie are acting all 'willy-nilly' in our secret place.
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!
Friday 16th September – art
There is now a lock on the cupboard door.
Friday 16th September – at the gates
Waiting for Andrew's mummy mum, to come and pick us up to take us back to Andrew's house.
It was so funny in art, because we all started acting all 'willy-nilly' and then Miss Thompson ACTUALLY said we were acting 'willy-nilly' and then we were all just laughing.
I think Miss Thompson is starting to hate me.
I feel a little bit sorry for Miss Thompson, actually, because since we only have three teachers, but seven school years, all the classes are comprised of several years, but all in one room.
So, Miss Thompson teaches years four, five, and six, mainly all together. Miss Brown takes Reception, and Mrs Jones' does years one, two, and three.
I've been talking to some people in years five and six and they're quite funny, actually. I never got to talk to the senior school before, because I was in year three, so I was still in the junior school, but I like it better now.
I think this will be a good year.
Friday 16th September – in Andrew's mum's car
This is going to be so much fun, I think.
We're all shouting the words to 'Yellow Submarine' by the Beatles as loudly as we can in the car.
Even Andrew's mum.
My mum would never do anything like that.
She'd tell us to be quiet.
Friday 16th September – in Andrew's house
I love Andrew's house, it's not far from my house, and it's really big and ace! It has loads of hiding places! I can't write much though, because mummy said it would be rude.
MUM said it would be rude…
Sunday 18th September – in my room
Andrew's house is so much fun! We played out in the garden for AGES and he has a trampoline! And all these really fun toys that are meant for his little brother who's only like six years old but they're so much fun. But I can't tell Lizzy or Sophie about them. Because that would be really embarrassing.
But we had so much fun.
And then we had tea and we ate under the table because we made a little den and it was so ace and Andrew's mum passed us our food through a special flap!
My mum would never do anything like that.
And then on Saturday I was up at the horses with Lizzy and we were just riding and then one of mum's riding friends came and said I should be in a show because I would win!
This has been so much fun!
And me and dad went out and found a BADGER!
I can't wait to tell mum. Daddy even took a picture of me NEXT to the badger.
She was wrong.
Haahahahahahah.