The Ginger Pie

by Anya Rafa

Mr Von Stuart,

He baked a fine pie,

He baked a jolly good pie,

And handed it to his son Huart.

Huart ate the pie,

He ate it and ate it,

And ate it and ate it,

And his new pants did not fit.

His mother did scold,

Oh she scolded and scolded,

And scolded and scolded,

Until Huart just couldn't hold it.

He ran to the loo,

to the loo he run,

And running over there 

Was definitely not so fun.

But when he came out

What wasn't worth it was worth it,

And he felt as good as he could.

The end. 

Aqua Love

Chapter 1 

I walked across the road of Rose Street to Rose street primary school. Hush, my pet puppy, was chewing on his lead while Mum walked him. Mum likes to give Hush walks while she takes me to school, she says it helps save her time to do other things.  All of a sudden a super-cute-aqua-blue-eyed-kitten runs towards me and, and looks at me desperately and I look at mum, “Mum...” I begin, "can I...”  
My words trail off as Hush lifts up his left leg, and PEES. I let out a groan and Mum stares at Hush as barks happily. 
"Gross, Hush!!” I scream staring at the puddle of yellow stuff next to a tree. 
“What were you going to say again, Allie?” Mum asks me as she throws her spare cloth on the ground. "Can I keep this adorable  kitten ?” 
“I don’t know, honey,” Mum says quietly. "Dad is the local vet, right?” I point out, trying to tempt her. “Cats don’t need walks, too y’know”.  
“Ok, you can, but you have to pay for it and take care of it”, she said wisely

 ”Ok.”

Chapter 2 Deciding 

Toni Cloud, Mitchel Jakes and me sat in our desks deciding what to name the kitten I told them about. “How bout Bluey?” suggested Tony.”Nah”, I replied “its just, er, too, em...... blue. “Cutesy?,”Tony suggests.”Maybe,” I say, “Meet at the BFF’s treehouse after school.” “OK,” they both reply, grinning. 

After class I go home, get changed into my purple t-shirt and jeans, pack some stuff into my blue bag, put on my helmet and ride to the BFF’s treehouse. The BFF’s treehouse was a treehouse my dad and grandpa made for me,Toni and Mitchel when we were five. The treehouse is not in my yard so its at the park and only me and my friends only. When I arrived Toni was patting the kitten and I am a little surprised. 

“Where did you find her?,”I ask. “Your mum said you forgot her,”She said. Mitchel was playing his guitar and the kitten leapt out of Toni’s arms and lay on her back in front of Mitchel waiting for him to tickle her. “We can call her Giggles?,” Mitchel grins. “Maybe,”I say. We spend the rest of the afternoon playing with the kitten and writing down possible names in our journals. Mitchel runs down to the corner sweet shop to get lollies and vet to get some catfood. 

The little kitten nibbles on it while we lick the lollies and gum. We all borrow Toni’s phone to tell our parents we are going to sleep in the BFF’s treehouse. The treehouse had a wooden roof and dark violet curtains and a long purple rug, the lights are a little dim. We put our sleeping bags down and I run down to a store to get a blanket for the kitten. Toni shares some marshellows and Mitchel shares some cookies and I share some hot chocolate I bought when I was getting some blankets for the kitten. We are all asleep and Toni makes a call saying we are camping in here the whole weekend. 

“Whaddaya wanna do guys?,” I ask in the morning. “Lets go to your granparents place!!,” Mitchel suggests, looking up from his laptop. 

“OK,” I say and we pack up, put our bags in the baskets on our bikes. I put the kitten carefully in a mini seat in front of me and strap its seatbelt. We ride to my grandparents’ house slowly. The kitten looks at the birds and meows quietly when we arrive. 

“Hello my dears!,” gran says.

“I forgot...,” I say “, I have a kitten.” “Really dear?” “Yes” I show her the kitten. It meows and puts its hands out, gran picks her up. “Oh you cutey, wootey, little kitten, you suit my grandaughteer perfectly!! She had the same shy eyes when she was born too!!,” she coos. “Gra-an!!,” I laugh. Gran suggests we call her twinkle and we say we should call her glitter and so the kitten is called Glitter.

 We go to my place for a sleepover on the term holidays and play with Glitter. “I made her just like her name!!,” Mitchel giggles “, Haahaaaheeeheee, c-cus I p-put g-g-glitter on her!!,” he laughs. “Mitch-el!!,” Toni exclaims and pats Glitter. I grin and glance at Glitter, who is covered in brown glitter. “Brown really doesn’t suit her yellowish skin,” I joke. “Yeah, Mitchel,” Toni teases. Her long brown hair hiding a wide grin.

That afternoon we wash Glitter, she is a water kind of cat and doesn’t scratch me when we wash the glitter off her. “Mitchel, you shouldn’t have put glitter on Glitter,” I say, scrubbing Glitter. “Haaahaaaahaaaheeeeheeeeeheee!!!,” Mitchel laughs “ Geddit? Don’t put Glitter on glitter!!! Heehee!!”  Toni just stares at him.

Andrea Grey and the Lucky Star

by Anya Rafa

Chapter One 

“Are you SURE you don’t want me to walk you to school?” Mum asks me for the twentieth time.

 “Mum, I told you, NO! You’re making me late, anyway!” I groan.

“Okay Andrea,” Mum sighs. She kisses me and drives off.

“You got rid of you’re mommy?” Isabella Jefferson says meanly in her American accent. “Or do you want her to go home to get your teddy for you?”

All of the kids behind her laugh.

“Yeah!” says a girl I think is called Casey. “What’s your teddy called? Cutie-Pie?”

Suddenly, Mrs Canstal, the principal, appears. All the kids immediantly start talking nicey-wicey. As usual.

Isabella says, “And my favourite teacher – and principal, is Mrs Canstal,” and smiles at me.

Mrs Canstal blushes.

“Isabella Jefferson, would you like a lolly?” she asks. “Oh, that would be LOVELY!” says Isabella, and claps her dainty little manicured hands.

I have to admit, Isabella IS quite pretty, with her blonde hair tied up and her blue kitten eyes.

I just have scruffy dark brown hair and cloudy green eyes.

But it just isn’t fair when she gets whatever she likes, just by lying! I mean, I’m a good student,too!

I guess I AM sort of jealous, but I would only lie if I need to.

********

After school, Mum picks me up.

I can see Isabella stepping inside her limo.

Mum follows my eye and looks at Isabella and her fans. “Who IS that pretty girl?” she sighs.

“Oh, she’s Isabella Jefferson, she’s pretty popular,” I sigh, trying to take intrest with the chat.  

“I can clearly see why,” Mum says. “And is that her own limo?”

I say,“Oh, we’d better get going! I have homework to do!”

“Oh, yes, home,” Mum tears her gaze from the perfect Isabella and drives off. 

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Chapter Two

New Girl, New Bestie

“Where’s Chip?” I ask Dad.

Chip’s my big eighteen year old brother.

“Oh, he’s out with his new friend, Derek Jefferson,” Dad says carelessly, staring at the TV.

I am VERY shocked. “Jefferson? Does Derek have a sister?”

“Yes, I think it’s Isabel or is it Isabella?”

Now I am even MORE shocked.

 I pick up my phone and dial Chip’s number numbly. 

“Hello? Andrea is that you?” Chip’s voice comes out of the phone.

 “Yes, it’s me, Andrea,” I say. “Are you at Derek and Isabella Jefferson’s house right now?”

“No, I’m at the skate park, but I am with Derek. Why?” Chip sounds confused.

“Oh just a thought, but make sure you don’t say anything about me, OK?” I say urgently.

“OK, bye,” says Chip, and hangs up.

********

Today, there is a new girl, and her name is Ruby Pole.

“Now, Ruby, I’d like you to introduce yourself to the year fives,” says Mrs Drikner.

“Hi!” Ruby says, her voice bright and friendly. “I’m so excited to be at Dark Wood Elementary! I was born in Ireland, 2002, but then my parents moved here when I was one, to Melbourne!”

“Thank you, Ruby. Class, give her a round of applause.”

The room fills with polite claps.

“Ruby, I’d like you to sit with Andrea Grey, she doesn’t have many friends and I think you two would fit together PERFECTLY! Andrea, you show her around, OK?”

I blush nervously. “OK.”

Ruby takes her seat beside me.

“I’d LOVE to have brown hair like you! My hair just looks mad!” She ruffles her red hair. “Mum put yellow highlights in it and now it just looks WIERD!”

“Ruby Pole, please be silent. The bell is going to ring in a minute, anyway!” says Mrs Drikner.

Suddenly there is a ring, and everyone waits for Mrs Drikner to say we can go.

“Stand behind your seats, class,” she says. We follow her instructions obediantly. “Now you may go.” 

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Chapter Three

“So,” says Ruby. “I was wondering if you can be my BFF? Andrea is SUCH an epic name! I wish my mum named me something good, like, Lavinia or Tracie?”

“I’d LOVE to be your BFF! What’s your email? Mine is AndreaGrey@swapchat.net !” I reply. “Oh, and why is it always ‘My Mum,” not, ‘My Dad’ ?”

“We-ell,” Ruby sighs and looks at me. “My dad was out one day, and my mum was with him. They were driving their car and I was with my aunt, when I heard they had a car crash. I was devastated.

But then, I was even MORE devestated, when they said my dad died.”

I am shocked for a moment.

Squeezing her hand, I say, “Oh, I...had no idea. You acted like nothing bothered you and...and...” I am lost for words. “I just, well, as before, had no idea...”

“I know how you feel. That’s how gramps felt once I visited him. No one had told him, and when he asked where my father was...I...I....” then her face turns happy again. “Anyway, my email is RubyRocket@sweettalk.com .”

“You’re SO lucky it’s only you and your mum. My dad is pretty careless most of the time.”

And that’s how our first real chat went.

********

After school, I am chatting with Ruby, like we have been friends for years.

Suddenly, a woman with blonde hair that looks like a model out of the Candies and Crushes magazine appears.

“Hello, Ruby, I see you have made a new friend,” she says.

“This is my mother, Mrs Pole,” Ruby says proudly. “Honey, call me Janice, Mrs Pole sounds old.” She turns around. “And who must you be?” She looks at me. “You look very beautiful, better than Ruby, who made me let her have blonde highlights so she could be like me.”

Ruby blushes.

“I’m Andrea,” I stammer.

Suddenly, Mum walks up to me. “Come on, Andrea.” She sees Janice.

“Hello, and you are..?”

“Oh, I’m Janice, Janice Pole.” Janice smiles and she and Mum shake hands.

“Well, what a coinsidence, because MY name is Jane Grey! Jane’s short for Janice!” Mum grins. “Did you just move in?”

“Yeah, we did, we just moved from Midsouth, Sydney.” She tilts her head and smiles. “Ruby’s father here has passed awaya few years ago.” Lowering  her voice, she says,“And she doesn’t really try and talk about him.”

“Oh, I see,” Mum says. “And I also see that Andrea and Ruby are already besties.”

“Actually, now that you mention it, why doesn’t Andrea come over for a sleepover? Our new home sure does need lightening up!”

“Please!” I say, and add: “Double please with a cherry on top, hold the sprinkles?”

Double Please With A Cherry On Top, Hold The Sprinkles, is a Grey family joke.

It’s been passed down from Greys like me for centuries!

Mum laughs. “Alright,” she says. “We’ll just go get Andrea’s stuff. Oh, Ruby, do you want to come, honey?”

Ruby blushes. “Thank you, Mrs Grey.”

“Oh, you can call me Jane, OK?” Mum says.

“OK, Mrs Gre – I mean Jane!”

Ruby squeezes my hand.

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Chapter Four

“So then he says, ‘I don’t care about the torches, ‘cos I need to watch TV and CHLLAX!’ and turns towards the TV, and stares at it like it’s on, while me, Mum, and Chip look for the torches!” I say, giggling, and choking on my ultra pack of Skittles.

Ruby laughs. “And he actually did that on a BLACKOUT! Man, I’m glad MY dad wasn’t a TV addict!”

Me and Ruby are at the Pole’s house, in Ruby’s HUMONGOUS room, and sitting on the couch with music playing in the background.

Suddenly, Janice pokes her head into Ruby’s room and says, “Kids, Ruby, Andrea, it’s time for...THE MALL!”

When she leaves, Ruby says, “If you haven’t got any money, then here’s an early birthday gift!” and hands me an eighty-dollar voucher with a grin.

“Ruby, if the PHCP’s find out about this, you should NOT want to be their friend unless they let me join in, too,” I say worriedly.

“Who are the PHCP’s?” Ruby asks, busily pulling on a denim jacket over her Tee.

“They are the Popular, Hot and Cool People club. Or you can call them THE Cool Kids.” I put my wallet and eighty-dollar voucher in my leather handbag, put on my favourite glittery top, and slip on my two-inch heels.

“Funny, I thought YOU should be one of them, because you’re pretty and all. I also saw this other girl with blonde hair, and I guessed she MUST be one of the kids on the Rude List.”

“Ruby, Andrea, what are you doing in there? Working on a hair lotion ad?” Janice drags me and Ruby out of the house and into a big glam open-roof-ed car.

I am REALLY feeling like a movie star now! I’m thinking, as I take a seat at the back with Ruby.

“Wow, if I were to compare you to that blonde girl – her name is Isabella – I would DEFINETLY choose you, not only because you’re glam, but also because you’re SO considerate!” I say.

“Well, then, OFF WE GO!”Janice cries, and we head off to the mall.

*******

After the trip to the mall, I am clutching a packet of gummy bears and a plastic bag.

Ruby has two of them, and Janice as five, because of the daily shopping and the homely things.

Ruby has two of them, and Janice has six, because of the daily shopping and theT-shirts and clothes.

“Well, girls, when we get inside, I want you to pick a movie from the rack, and the three of us will watch it,”Janice says, fumbling for the keys.

Once we get inside, Ruby shows me the rack of CD’s. I even saw cousin Dakota’s favourite movie, Princess Sugar Crumb Saves Pixie Forest.

“Usually, I get the honours of choosing the movie, but because you’re the guest, then, come in!” Ruby says, ending with a dramatic gesture.

I end up with a Tarla Tark movie that cost nearly fifty bucks.

“Woah! I didn’t even know my mum got it!” Ruby screams, hugging the DVD close to her chest.

*******

After the movie, me and Ruby snuggle up on the spare bunk bed.

“Remember the bit where Tarla runs up to the stage with a half-done made up face,” I giggle.

“Yeah, and then Tanny’s like...” Ruby laughs and makes an impression of Tanny with a gawky mouth and we fall aobut laughing.

“Girls, it’s time for BED!” Janice calls from across the house.

“OK!” we call, and shut our eyes until we see nothing but Sleepland.   

The next week, me and Ruby find out that Isabella has been caught red handed. She is excluded for two weeks.
We really are best friends, Ruby and me, and nobody can ignore that.

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