JULIA JONES - My Worst Day Ever! - Book 1: aged 9 - 12 Read Online Free Page B

that
moment and I could see that everyone wanted to be her friend.

    When Mrs. Jackson directed us to take out
our Math books so we could begin work, I caught Sara smiling happily in Blake’s
direction. He was grinning widely across the room towards her as well and it
was obvious that they had certainly become close.
    I looked at Millie who had also noticed the
exchange and she raised her eyebrows questioningly. Sara glanced at me with a
smug kind of grin, maintaining intense eye contact for a few seconds and then
quickly refocused her attention on her math book.
    “Pay attention please, Julia! It’s time to
get on with our lessons now.” I heeded Mrs. Jackson’s warning and looked
towards the board. It was full of Math equations but once again, I struggled to
concentrate.
    I really wasn’t sure whether I had a real
friend in Sara or not. I started to suspect that she may not be the girl she had
so far portrayed herself to be and I wondered what agenda she had in mind. But
then once again, I questioned myself. Did I just have an over active
imagination or were my instincts picking up on something that was not as it
seemed? I guessed that only time would tell!

 
The birthday
party…
     
    Finally it was the weekend. I jumped out of
bed early on Saturday morning eager to have breakfast and be ready when Millie
arrived to pick me up.
    Our week had been very hectic! Since the
incident in the Performing Arts building, we were forced to do our rehearsals
in a small adjoining room while the damage to the main area was being repaired.
And unfortunately, it wasn’t free very often so we had to make the most of the
limited amount of time that we were given to use it.
    Sara’s hero status had escalated and as I
had predicted, everyone wanted to be her friend. Although I sat next to her in
class and she was always polite and reasonably friendly, it seemed that she
didn’t have time for Millie and I during breaks anymore. She was too
preoccupied with all the new friends she had made, including of course, Blake
Jansen.
    Meanwhile, Millie and I continued to work
with the other dance groups and the younger kids whose dances we had to
coordinate and choreograph, which kept us pretty busy ourselves.
    But now that Saturday had finally arrived,
I looked forward with enthusiasm to the day ahead. After a couple of days of
heavy rain, the sun was shining and it promised to be a beautiful day. Jackie,
one of the girls in our class had invited a group of friends to her house to
celebrate her birthday. She lived on a large property that was situated on the
outskirts of town. Most of us lived in the suburbs and never got the chance to
do all the fun things that are possible when you own lots of land, so we were
all really excited about it.
    I had been there once for her birthday party
years before and I remembered vividly, the amazing day I had experienced. One
of the highlights had been a trailer ride that her dad had taken us all on. He
had hooked up their open box trailer to the back of his four wheel drive and
everyone had climbed into the back. Even two of our teachers had hopped in with
us. I remembered thinking how lucky Jackie was to have our teachers at her
birthday party but now that idea seems pretty ridiculous. Having our current
teacher, Mrs. Jackson at a birthday party is not something I could imagine
anyone in my class wanting to arrange. It would be different if she were young
and cool like Miss Fitz, our drama teacher, but Mrs. Jackson is pretty old now
and I don’t think that she’d enjoy it either!
    There were about twenty kids at the time as
well as the teachers, all squashed into the back of that trailer. Although I
guess because the kids were quite small, we managed to fit in reasonably well.
Everyone had been screaming and cheering as Jackie’s dad drove around and
around this huge grassy area and up their dirt driveway then back down again.
The excitement we felt when he went over bumps on the road or the grass was