It’s no wonder she looked so awkward and uncomfortable with the attention, compliments, and adulations; they weren’t to her credit.
When collecting journals the girls told me to look out for hers. And that the teacher always read hers aloud the next day because it was a serial. I was quite curious to read hers. High school girls are notoriously self conscious and to have a girl who writes a story and shares it…well, I wanted to see what she had to say.
Disappointed, not the word, horrified, not either, annoyed, don’t think so, I think it was just pathetic…maybe sad.
It was the War with Mr. Wizzle, just badly written. Seriously she took all his dialogue, but left off the interim action. And she purported like it was her work. And everyone thought she was talented genius, with creative original ideas, with a fresh voice.
So I didn’t give her a mark…let her read her own work (I wasn’t gonna read that c___p) and spoke to her afterward. She claims she told the teacher that it wasn’t an original idea, but between you and me, she was so uncomfortable when she said that, that I know she didn’t. Am I supposed to call her out more than I already did?