Analysis!!!

This is my story I have done with two of my friends. We should have done a lot more and managed our time a bit better but what we have is pretty good. Bluebell analyzed mine and highlighted the appearance in yellow, environment in green, actions in red and words that help you understand the character in blue. I also did the same in her writing.  Before we have writing this scene we had been looking a lot into what authors and directors do specific things to help develop by making deliberate choices like in Harry Potter we looked at Ron wearing old and scrappy hand me down clothes wear as Hermione is neat, tidy and dressed in robes All these small things help us as readers understand more about who the character is.

In this is the writing I did with Isla and Kirsten we where working on all of the aspects, appearance, actions, environment and speech that we use to build the character and when Bluebell went through looking for this stuff we could really see what we need to do more of (Appearance) and what we did quite well, (Speech). I am quite happy with our work and Kate seems like a pretty cool girl even if concided a geek!

A cramp starts to prickle up my arm and I shake it, trying to get rid of the pain. The noise of students chattering is a noisy blur as I return to my essay. A tall girl with dark brown curls cascading down her back kicked my foot and I wince, rubbing my tow. “Hahaha” the girl sniggered, smirking down at me, “Look at Katie-pie, the loner” 

I glance at her quickly then train my gase back to the ground, swiping at a lock of blond hair of my face.

Her friend rolls her eyes, “Come on Mia, she’s not worth our time”. With a last seething glance Mia stalks away with her friend in tow and I lose them in the crowd in seconds, though just before the door at the end of the corridor closes, I can just here the yell of “Lovey, lonely loner” 

I bit my lip and tried to ignore the burn in my eyes. I glance back down at papers in my hand and the title in big writing, ‘Hemiptera in the Rainforest’. 

“ They're, hemiptera, 7.6 million per square meter” I gobble midlessley, getting a few weird glances from the last of the students leaving but I'm used to it by now.

 I glance up when a pair of green and brown spotty shoes stop in front of me. “Himph, here we go” I mutter under my breath and pretend to not notice her standing there. 

“Kate, Kate” Miss Darins says softly but I keep my eyes down and continue scribbling on the paper. “Kate, love are you alright?”

“Mmm yep, fine” I say, not really paying attention. 

She bends down so she is crouched beside me and I get hit by a wave of perfume. “Where are all your friends”

I frown and glance away, watching the last few stranglers as they push through the double doors.  “Don’t have any” 

“Oh darling” The teacher breaths right in my face and I push back against the wall, skewing my face up slightly. “I can find you some”

Oh because teachers were for finding people friends. I clench my hands to force myself not to roll my eyes. 

“My books are all the matters to me” I say, my mind wandering. “Anyway I should keep studying” 

A look of maybe hurt or confusion flashed across her face but she quickly re Reuters to her normal expression. “Right and I have to get to a meeting” She stands up and flattens her already flat skirt. “Bye Kate” She says in a clipped voice then hurriedly walks down the hall, disappearing into one of the class rooms. I push against the wall and die inside.