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i There was a big puddle of spit on my little brother's forehead. It was mine. But, PHEW , he was still sleeping. ii

CHAPTER I asss hhhi That was the sound of my ceramic Stormtrooper money box breaking into 100 pieces. I had turned it upside down and tapped it against the metal leg of my desk because I thought that was a good idea for getting the money out. It wasn't. But at least my money was there and it...

CHAPTER I That was my annoying alarm clock, waking me up for the first day of school after the holidays. I didn't want to get up because 1 had been sleeping until at least nine o'clock for the last two weeks, so seven o'clock felt like practically the

CHAPTER I rRRRP/ That wasn't me. It was my best friend, Charlie. We were sitting around his grandma's table for tea. It was a special invite and she had baked fresh scones, without actually realising that Charlie, Daniel and I had made a pact to hate scones for ever after Daniel nearly choked...

CHAPTER I The sound broke through the pin-drop silence of the classroom. It was the sound that was the start of the WO^^T TWO l/\IEEKi OFMYL We were having an IT lesson and my best friend Daniel couldn't wait to show me the new crazy video he had been talking about, of a lion