I WANT TO LIVE MY OWN LIFE
James's true story
    James admired his school uniform in the mirror.He turned a full cicle and then frowned. Stupid snobby private school, he thought, why did he have to go there? Sure it had the best passing rate and the most prestegious attendants but he did not fit in. Nobody wanted to be friends with the delinquint boy with the girly voice. The boy who was permanately at the bottom of the class. his parents had such big dreams for him, things he would never accomplish. they try to change me, he thought, they try to transform me into a perfect gentleman, they make me do everything the proper way. that is why, he thought, it is the reason why he had been set up with... he paused to shudder then whispered the name he loathed so much "Jessibelle". Jessibelle who insisted that he did everything  properly, she didn't love him, just wanted to make him perfect, like her. "JAMES!" called the butler/chaffeur " Hurry up!" James rushed out of his bedroom and down the spiraling marble staircase of his parents mansion. His mother breezed beside him as he jumped the last two steps "James dearest" she drawled "come and give your mother a kiss". She bent over and James reluctantly kissed her lightly on the cheek, once again realising how pretty she was for her age. She had deep purple hair and an angular face. Things could have been worse, he thought, but then cancelled that. He picked up his hideous brown patent leather breifcase and pushed open the towering mansion doors. His faithful growlithe, Growly, rushed to greet him and the two exchanged a hug. Then, worried his mother would see him crumpling his expensive uniform he got up and went through the open limosuine door, facing what he feared the most, ridicule from his classmates- and from the pretty girl with the pink hair whom he found himself attracted to.
TO BE CONTINUED.....