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milliways_bar2015-01-24 07:29 pm
change_my_story) wrote in milliways_bar2015-01-24 07:29 pm
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Once again, Matilda's in the bar with a book, but this time it's neither a comic or novel, but a text book.
Her mum's spoken with a few other people, and while she would've liked to put Matilda through secondary school, they feared what it would be to have a small girl with so many other older students, especially ones open to peer pressure already. She'd managed the top form of primary school easy enough, atleast no one seemed to notice or care that a small girl was in the top form. In the end, they decided to try the first year and see how things went.
Matilda wasn't sure what she thought of about this. On the one hand, the older girls in her form weren't as bad as she feared, so the ones in the secondary classes couldn't be so different but even so, she wasn't likely to trust older form girls who were may see her as a joke. In the end, she found most older students looked at her like a novelty for a month before they got bored, and she was able to focus on her studies.
Really, the other things they talked about: clothes, partying and everything else didn't bother her as much as others feared. Truthfully, she never saw the big deal.
What was a big deal was the studying. Talk was going around of A levels, and while Matilda didn't know exactly what those were yet, she knew they were exams and they required studying. Right now, she only looked to them because she could.
Which was why she was in milliways now, and looking over a book in computer sciences. This was one of the subjects tested and word around was that computers were the next thing to look into. Truth be told, Matilda would rather work on them then read about them, but she spoke with the man at the electronics shop and he said the most he could do was maybe pay her to help with a few deliveries. She had to be 16 before he could hire her as an employee.
Well, it was something, and more reliable then selling used comics.
She turned the page, a pencil and paper in hand to take notes, usually important words and definitions. Of course, a break would be welcomed too.
Her mum's spoken with a few other people, and while she would've liked to put Matilda through secondary school, they feared what it would be to have a small girl with so many other older students, especially ones open to peer pressure already. She'd managed the top form of primary school easy enough, atleast no one seemed to notice or care that a small girl was in the top form. In the end, they decided to try the first year and see how things went.
Matilda wasn't sure what she thought of about this. On the one hand, the older girls in her form weren't as bad as she feared, so the ones in the secondary classes couldn't be so different but even so, she wasn't likely to trust older form girls who were may see her as a joke. In the end, she found most older students looked at her like a novelty for a month before they got bored, and she was able to focus on her studies.
Really, the other things they talked about: clothes, partying and everything else didn't bother her as much as others feared. Truthfully, she never saw the big deal.
What was a big deal was the studying. Talk was going around of A levels, and while Matilda didn't know exactly what those were yet, she knew they were exams and they required studying. Right now, she only looked to them because she could.
Which was why she was in milliways now, and looking over a book in computer sciences. This was one of the subjects tested and word around was that computers were the next thing to look into. Truth be told, Matilda would rather work on them then read about them, but she spoke with the man at the electronics shop and he said the most he could do was maybe pay her to help with a few deliveries. She had to be 16 before he could hire her as an employee.
Well, it was something, and more reliable then selling used comics.
She turned the page, a pencil and paper in hand to take notes, usually important words and definitions. Of course, a break would be welcomed too.