Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 491

Threads of Friendship
The Independent Schools Foundation Academy, Wong, Charlotte - 12
I dry my tears, hoping that no one has seen me bawling into my sleeve.
M
y name is Lin Shao, I am currently studying at Shanghai Girls School, one of the most prestigious primary
schools in central Shanghai. Though my grades are good, my teachers treating me as a favourite, I still have a
big hollow hole in my heart. I long to have a friend. I long to have someone to talk to, someone to play with,
someone that would always be there for me no matter what.
A few months ago, a new girl arrived at my school. Her name is Liu Yang. When she came, I helped her out. I showed her
where her classes were, I showed her where the cafeteria was, I showed that I was there for her when she needed me. We should
have been best friends.
Unfortunately, as I am the teachers’ favourite, I have problems. My classmates would mock me, call me names behind my
back and exclude me from activities. I have always felt dejected about this, but I held my head high, knowing that there was
nothing I could do about it. I won’t just give up my grades for them!
With Liu Yang I recognized that there was someone I might
count on to be my friend... well, that’s what I thought at the time.
A few weeks after Liu Yang came, I told her I would meet her at the cafeteria. When I got there, I saw her huddled with those
groups of girls, and I thought “Maybe they just want to get to know her. Oh no! What if they are tormenting her! She is the new
girl, what would they do to her.” I was just about to come to her rescue, when I was stopped dead in my tracks.
“Hey Yang, can I ask you a question and please be honest.” Zhao Zhao, the leader of the group, quizzed.
“Ok?”
“Do you actually like Lin Shao?”
“Okay I guess. She can be a bit bossy sometimes though.”
My face turned as red as a tomato. I felt like jumping off the building, as if anyone would care.