The school

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Damn, why is England so freaking cold? My nose is frozen and red...Great, i look like a clown now!

"Don't worry Sus, you look okay. It will be fine, ok sugar? I promise you'll make friends soon! Just remember, don't be insicure, you are very confident, love. Show'em what you've got!"

"Ok dad, just make sure you be here at quarter past 3...no later than that dad...I swear i'll cry if..." i stopped and stared out of the window...Was this airport supposed to be my school? It was huge! It was everywhere i looked! Hundreds of students marched down the pavements, roads, fields...Talking, laughing and i was here all by myself...No wait...I quickly waved at my dad so he could go, yes now i was by myself...A group of very pretty blond girls walked past me giving me the up-and-down look...Great start Susan Pasqualini...Well done. I walked and reached the reception and registered my name to a old, grandma-like lady, which seemed very kind...I suppose she was mrs Relivin, "Oh dear, Linda should be here any moment, she's in your year...She'll show you around for now, ok dear? I'm sure you'll be fine my love...here is your timetable"...Ok, i have never seen anything like this, and what the hell was RE supposed to mean?

"Ehm...Hi...You are Susan Pas-s-quari??? I am Linda Leson"

"It's actually Pasquarelli, nice to meet you Linda" i said as nicely as possible...

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