A Narrative

We were sitting in general studies, otherwise known as a collosal waste of time talking about marketing when I first bring it up.

"I'm changing my name," I say, whilst drawing a cat on my friend's work book.

"What?" Says Charlotte.

"My name, I'm changing it."

"To what?"

"To Tabia?"

"What? Why?"

"It's my code name."

"Your code name is Tibia?"

"Tabia."

"How come you get a code name," says Louise, interrupting.

I shrug.

"You can have one if you want."

"I'm Lulu, or Lolly"

"Oh me me me me, what's my code name?" Asks Charlotte.

"Kiwi?" I suggest

"YAaah! Kiwi," exclaims Charlotte, practically vibrating with glee.

"Wait, Sarah-"

"Tabia," I correct

"Whatever, Tabia, I thought you changed your name last week to 'Rawr,"

I consider this.

"Yes, you're right, I did, but now I'm changing it again. To Tabia."

"So what do we call you and stop doodling cats all over my work,"

"Call me Tabia..whenever I'm wearing my Tabia costume," I decide.

"And that is?"

I point.

"Oh right."

"But Sarah-" Charlotte begins.

"Tabia."

"Yeah, Tabia, you're always wearing your Tabia costume when we see you.

"Well then I guess you'll always be calling me Tabia."

"Let me get this straight," starts Louise, "When you're wearing you "Tabia Costume" we call you Tabia, when you aren't we call you Sarah?"

"No, when I'm not you call me 'Rawr, like we agreed last week."

"We did not, last week we agreed to call you 'Rawr normally, none of this Taybiah
stuff."

I consider this while shading in my cat.

"Ok, well that's the rule from now on."

"When do we call you Sarah?"

I pause and frown slightly.

"Call me Sarah...whenever my mum's around."

"Riiiiight..."

We gather our things and leave the class room, walking down the stairs.

"You know Sarah, I think you've lost it," states Charlotte.

"It's TABIA!!!" I shriek before hitting her with my bag and running away. "And I don't think I had it to begin with."