It happened on a Wednesday. I remember that because Dad always said Wednesday was an ‘anything can happen day’, and I never really understood what he meant.

We had PE before lunch and were playing dodgeball in the gym. All you could hear was trainers squeaking, and kids shouting. About ten minutes into the lesson, the new girl, Poppy, appeared at the door. She was always late for PE, so I suppose she didn’t like it much. Poppy was a strange girl so Mags was mean to her. And Mags was the prettiest, most popular girl in our year so if Mags was mean to you, it meant everyone was mean to you.... download to read more...