Finley felt the heat of the eye blinding streaks of sunlight. Liam, the head of the rugby team, strut right past with his head held high. Gripping the shimmering door handle of the rose red Lamborghini, he unbolted the rose door. The rest of the rugby team closely followed getting into the long lasting line of gilded golden Ferraris. Without a second look back he rammed his foot against the peddle and shot off down the filthy road. Stacey clung to her brother, Finley, as a tear went trickling down her face. His phone started to ring…
By Lucy (Yr6)
I love your writing Lucy!!!!!! You could be a writer one day
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