Finally the weekend, two whole embarrassment free days. There were two weeks left at school and for our homework we had been assigned to write a factile to give to our new year 11 class for next year. It was a tradition at Erosrep High and my factfile never changed so I dug the sheet out of my blazer pocket and filled in the sheet.

Heya, I am Orla Tangerine. I am 14 and obviously in year 10, I was born on the 31st August 2000. I have twin brothers called Hamish and Douglas who are 16 and an 18 year old brother called Archie. My parents split up when I was 7 and I live with my dad. My mum moved to Japan so I never see her. My dad is called Romeo and my mum is called Juliet, ironic I know. I have a black dappled Great Dane called Nigel who is 2 and about 4ft tall. I also have a small fat ginger cat called Sharon who sleeps on my bed and only gets up to eat. So that's me, not very interesting but it's me.

Once I'd scribbled down my brief introduction I took the opportunity to take Nigel down to the field for a run. I called him and he lolloped clumsily up to me. If you go to the bottom of the garden and over the gate, through the marsh, under the fence through the shopping centre carpark and down the hill you get to the field. So that's exactly what me and Nigel did. Of course with his long legs he was in the field before I was even halfway through the marshes.

I normally perch on the hill and watch him bound around entertaining himself. So I took my place on the hill and put my headphones in listening to AC/DC, I loved their music blasting through my ears because i could never for the life of me figure out what they were singing about. But loved that it drowned everything out. My favourite song of theirs came on, whole lotta rosie, and I couldn't help but jump up and use my phone as a microphone. I pretended I was singing and the hill was my stage. I scrunched up my face and jumped up my hair flying everywhere. I mouthed the words and ran down the hill using my phone instead as an air guitar.

Nigel galloped up to me circling me while barking. He suddenly shot off down to the bottom of the field and I laughed singing even louder for him. He sprinted back towards me with a curly brown fat spaniel waddling along behind him. As soon as I realised that that meant there was another person in the field I shut up instantly. The dogs ran past me and i turned around watching them playing. After a couple of minutes some sixth sense told me someone was behind me I spun around thrusting my fist out in front of my face and heard a crunch as my fist made contact with what felt like a nose. I winced and looked down at who I'd hit running through a quick appology to the person who's nose I'd supposedly just broken. To my horror Jack lay before me, his nose slightly askew.

"Oh sugar!"  I cried out. "I'm so so so so so sorry." My hand flew to my mouth. And i searched my pocket for a pack of tissues with the other. I pulled out a bag of dog treats to get at the tissues. As soon as Nigel smelt the treats he raced over to me and lay down in front of me oblivious to the fact that it was on top of Jack. "OH MY GOD!" I shouted wanting to curl up and disappear. I shoved Nigel with my shoulder but he didn't budge he just sat still his tounge sticking out, his head bopping up and down. I pushed him as hard as I could grunting at his weight. He didn't budge. I leant against him putting the treats back into my pocket. Seeing me do this Nigel stood up instantly and plodded off. I however fell ontop of Jack in Nigel's place. Jack sighed and I pushed my self up instantly. But lost my grip and ended up sitting on his face.

"Owwww," he moaned. Well I've definitely broken his nose now. I scrambled up running my hand through my hair and sighing. I had the urge to cry but kept it hidden. I helped him up and gave him the tissue I found, he thanked me and insisted that he was fine. He called his dog over which was called Arabella and walked off home. I sat down in the grass with my head in my hands. I don't see how this can get worse. How am I supposed to get him to like me if I plonk my bum on his broken nose! God help me!