First Wish Of The New Year (4). I spent the day depressed. I mean, I could have had a chance. But, as ever, Missy came waltzing in and drew all attention back to her. There was suddenly a tap on my shoulder. "Excuse me?" came the male voice. I spun round in my seat to face Jacob, a frown creasing his perfect forehead. "Are you Eve Higgings?" I nodded confusedly. "Missy told me to tell you.." "What ever Missy told you to tell me, she can shove it up her fat a..." I stopped when somebody coughed loudly. Miss Chandlers stood tall in front of me, her thin, bony hands curling around the edge of my desk. "Answer?" I hung my head. Not this again.

First Wish Of The New Year (3). The bright sun drew me warily out of my sleep and down the stairs into the kitchen. It was Wednesday, and that left me with 2 days left of school. I pretty much hated school, because who makes you go to school like a couple days after Christmas? Our school, apparently. This year, New Years Eve was on Saturday. And when I say a week until The New Years Party, I mean half a week, because a week for me isn't like a normal week, as I am a very busy person. So in fact, New Years Eve was in 3 days, and counting. Hehe. As I released all thoughts, I sat at the breakfast table, and gulped down half a glass of orange juice, and hummed along to the radio my mum had so kindly switched on. That's when she handed me a bowl and spoon, and allowed me to pour as much cornflakes as I wanted into the bowl she'd just given me. Then, after breakfast, I trailed up the stairs, changed, washed, brushed both my hair and teeth, then skipped back down the stairs and out the door to school. I met Jay half way down the path. She greeted me with an OTT hug. "God, I hope your okay. Everything's alright babe. Don't worry" she babbled. "Uh, Jay, what are you waffling on about, may I ask?" I asked, frowning. Her lips twitched. I wasn't sure whether she was going to smile, or growl. "I texted you at least twenty times. Is your phone not on? Or could you not be bothered to reply?" she stated bitterly. I just rolled my eyes. "My phone is currently out of use, remember?" "Whatever. Anyway, Missy bagged Jacob. Over night was all it took, apparently. Guess we'll just have to go in a group again".

First Wish Of The New Year (2) I trudged home, letting my bag bash my leg painfully. My thoughts never left the subject of Jacob Foster, a boy who'd only joined our class in maths, 20 minuets ago. I had no idea why my mind was uncontrollable, whenever I tried to change the subject, it came straight back, and I tried to wonder (with out Jacob's face joining me) why it happened to be him. From strange conclusions such as 'Mind Controller' to 'New Face Adjustment' I managed to find something possibly accurate. Maybe if I got to know him better, I could ask him to the dance. I knew it was probably going to be impossible due to the fact that Missy Grace would steal him and call him her own, but it was time I tried to do something different. I mean, it wasn't like I was unpopular, I knew, and liked, pretty much everyone, and not to be self-centred, but people knew and liked me back. I could just about manage one boy, right? I suddenly had a spark of inspiration. If I got Jay, my girl-mate, to help me man-up, I could possibly get away with this. I knew I had to sleep on that.

First Wish Of The New Year (1). I sat in silence as Mr Lee droned on about something Maths related. To be honest, I couldn't give a damn about maths, because I had something much more important on my mind. The New Years Dance. It was a dance that took place on Daftly Hill, where our school stood proudly, over looking the ocean. It was a dance that took place every New Years Eve, and it was the most magical place to be. It lasted until 10am so we could count down the end of the year. I was hyped, but I had no idea why, because nobody had asked me. And we still had about a week left. Suddenly, Mr Lee's face was about 3 inches away from my own, and I could feel his sticky, and rather disgusting smelling breath, on my hot skin. "Miss Match, would you be as so kind to share the answer with us? Or, as I asked you several minutes ago, 'are you listening to me?'" I could feel embarrassment bubble in and outside of me. I didn't know how to answer without being cheeky, so I just gulped, and pulled my face back. Then he stood up and coughed violently, and jerked back into motion, speaking about poor discipline, and bad mathematic results through out the school.

Enough Is Enough. When your heart is racing, And your nerves get the better of you, Enough is enough. We can't be forced into anything, We're free beings.