Bones in the attic

The new class

I walked into the office as the weird squat lady gazed at me out of the corner of her eye.

"Hello welcome to Skeleton century academy, Wait sorry I meant S.C academy."

After the lady said that I turned to my mom and whispered "Uh what did she just say?"

"Idk sweetheart it's ok" she whispered back.

"Follow me to your new class room" said a weird lady. She was wearing all black with 2 black buttons on her shirt and black jeans. Her hair was gray and put back in a bun.

"Bye mom" I said and ran up to her for hug.

The lady lead me to a room and said " This is room 186, your new classroom enjoy."

I opened the door and everyone instantly turned and eyed me. "This is our new student" said a normal looking lady. "Would you like to introduce yourself?" She asked

"Hi I'm, Elizabeth Ann Katie and I'm 11 years old."

"I moved here a couple of days ago from Denver, Colorado." I said as the teacher placed a name tag on a desk that seemed to appear with my name on it.

"This is your new seat" she said.
"You can call me mrs.Edwards, I'm your new teacher so please take a seat" she replied.

"Look at the girl" I heard someone whisper.

"She will never fit in, she doesn't know the secret" someone else said.

"ANABELLE stop talking I am trying to teach" Mrs. Edwards said with steam almost coming out of her ears.

DING DING DING DING DING
The bell had rang and everyone grabbed their backpacks and headed through the small front doors.

When I stepped outside my mom was already waiting for me in the car.

"How was your first day of school?" "Did you make new friends?" "Was anyone mean to my daughter?" My mom kept asking.

"CHILAX MOM" I said loudly as she kept asking more and more questions.

"It was alright since I was only there for about two hours"

"Ok I was just making sure, I wasn't sure about that place"

After that the car ride home was peaceful and quiet. We sat there not even budging at each other.

"Is she mad at me?" I thought to myself.

••••• MOMS P.O.V •••••

"Was she mad at me?" I thought as my daughter sat over there staring out the window.

I wondered if she would talk the rest of the car ride home.

About 5 minutes later she finally said " Mom I'm hungry what's for dinner."
Well at least she said something. In my opinion I would've thought she would ask about my day but I guess not.

When we finally arrived home my eyes widened along with Elizabeth's.