[A Diary] Junior High

Things seem to be strange at my new school. I've never even heard of Junior High School, and I'm wondering what it will be like there. Some people say it's another way to say Middle School. Some say it's the next school level in the process. I agree with both, but what if I'm wrong? I'll just have to see.
But this school seems to be the same as my old school. My other school just had their musical yesterday, but this school is still working on their musical, and it's not too late for me to get a part in the musical. Should I?I just asked my teacher, Mrs. Millie, if there are any openings to get a part in the musical. But she just looked up from her book, shook her head, and continued reading. I had the feeling there were no openings.

The music director of the musical, Mr. Dan, just past out forms to the class, and it was to take a part in the play. There were openings? Mrs. Millie got up from her teacher desk and walked up to my desk. "Your not gonna be in the musical."she said, and took my permission form from my hand. "But" I said, but Mrs. Millie put her hand over my mouth. "You came from a Middle School, not from another Junior High. Looks like your gonna be in just the Chours." Tears ran down my face. Does she hate me? Is that why she's not letting me take a part in the musical? Mr. Dan went up to Mrs. Millie. "Jillian can take a part in the musical if she wants to." The tears disappeared from my cheeks, I started to smile, and my eyes stared in astonishment. Really, Mr. Dan? I can take part in the musical? But Mrs. Millie just shouted NO in Mr Dan's face and threw my permission form in the trash. "Weather Jillian wants to or not, she is not going to take a part in the musical! She is only gonna be in the Chours! Actually, the whole class is not gonna take a part in the musical! They are all horrible students!" My mouth dropped open. Mrs Millie hates children?!

I was digging through the trash today to look for my permission form, and I flipped to the back of the form to see the openings. They need a single soloist for the song Sounds Like Spring, and seven people for the group soloist in the first song Winter Snow Fades Away . They need a new 6th grader for the main character, Tina.
Mrs Millie gave the whole class permerment detention because we are horrible students. She does hate children! Why did she become a teacher if she hates children? So, I asked her before dismissal and she burst into tears. She was stumbling over her words, I couldn't make them out! Gee, I felt sorry for her.
We had after-school musical practice and Mr. Dan let me get the biggest role in the musical- Tina. Tine is the main character in the musical, and he knows that I memorize stuff very well. During the middle of practice, Mrs. Millie came in, grabbed my arm, pulled me out of the music room, and took me out in the hallway. "You cannot have the biggest role in the musical! You are so absent-minded! You are now expelled from this school! You are never coming back to this school! You will go back to your old one!" Is she judging me!? Why is she expelling me from the school? I felt like I wanted to punch her right in the face! But instead, I went to my locker, emptied it out, and walked out of the school. I felt like I wanna cry.

All of my friends saw me today at school, and asked me why I was back. They didn't sound like they were all happy and cheery to see me. In fact, there faces looked... kind of sad. Are they disappointed that I was back? So, I explained to them about my teacher. They all gave me the same response: "Mrs. Millie couldn't of done that! Your lying! A little fib!" and they all just called me names like liar and stupid kid and stuff like that. But they called me other stuff than names. Like my friend, Jerry. He said to me "Your full of garbage! Just a garbage can that tells lies to all of his friends!" I couldn't believe it! Even Hannah told me I was full of garbage, and it's just getting annoying!

Mom talked on the phone with Mrs. Millie after I came home from school. I could hear Mrs. Millie on the other end because there was complete silence in the house. Dad was at work. Justin was at a friend's house. the TV was off. Even I was quiet. When I walked through the door, Mrs. Millie was screaming on the phone! "Jillian is just a stupid kid! She got bad grades! She is so absent-minded! She doesn't deserve to be at Junior High! In fact, she doesn't deserve to be in school!" then I heard a loud slam. My eyes started watering. I was completely expelled from school. That means I have to stay at home, and learn from my mom.

I had to go back to that Junior High school. When I entered my classroom this morning, all I saw was Mrs. Millie, at her teacher desk. I could hear my heart thumping in my chest. I slowly walked up to her and gave her a note. Heres what it said:

Dear Mrs. Millie,

I have a feeling that you really hate children. Do you remember the other day that I asked you that you hate children? Well, it seems like the answer to that is yes. You couldn't afford another job, right? You could only afford to be a teacher. How long have you been a teacher? 3 years? 6 years? And you have treated your children the same way as this year? Did you expell new students?

From,
Jillian J.

I could see tears rolling down her face. "Yes, Jill. I...I do hate children. But....." she stopped. She got up from her desk, went over to the phone, and called all of the other classmates' parents, telling them that they can come back. Did she expell them too?

Today was the musical, but I haven't been studying my lines! It's gonna be a huge flop! Mr. Dan told us to go to the gym to get ready. My stomach turned. It kept turning and turning till it was as tight as a big knot. I felt like I was gonna throw up when we entered the gym. I was scanning through the audience to look for my family, expecting them to be there. They weren't! My eyes started to burn, meaning that tears are gonna come! Water came to my eyes after a few minutes. Oh no! I'm gonna cry! I have to act fast!
My eye sight got foggy. I couldn't see anything. Then a tear was forcing to come out of my eye. All salty. I tried to wipe it away, but it was too late. The tear was already starting to climb down my cheek. The audience gasped! I ran out of the gym and snuggled in a corner, far from the gym.
I could hear music starting to play. I knew it was my solo song. I could hear Mrs. Millie's footsteps coming.
"Jill, were you crying?"

I said yes, and explained why. My family wasn't in the audience.

"That's no reason to cry. Get back in there! It's your song!"

I couldn't help it. I had to do it.

I went back to the gym. Everything was quiet. The music stopped. Everyone had there heads turned to me. I sang the first few lines of my song:

"Mommy, I wish you could stay, but since you and dad got divorced, I have to deal with it. I'll see in a week, and I'll be happy. But about spring? It comes next week, too!"

The audience clapped and cheered and whistled. Mr. Dan nodded and told the orchestra to hold from playing. I nodded and went back up on the stage. A hush went over the crowd. I could hear chairs creaking. They are waiting for more.
The boy next to me nudged me in the shoulder with his elbow.

"Beautiful voice you have there! You're perfect for Tina!" I couldn't help but smile. I knew the musical will be a big success.