After Mrs Cooper and me walked into the class which I had first period, which happened to be maths and I couldn't believe that I had maths first period on a Monday. I knew already that this year was going to be a bad year. As if losing the only family who actually wanted me around, I also had to sit through a fifty minute class of the subject I generally could not stand. I have the problem of not being able to stay awake on a Monday morning regardless of what I had. Last year,i was never in until at least my fifth class of the day before I actually turned up. When we arrived Mrs Cooper called over on of the sixth years, who she addressed as Olivia. She handed her a copy of my time table before sending her away.
I walked in with the sixth year and gave my form to my teacher and watched her as she looked around the class before she welcomed me into the class. I smiled at her before I walked over to the only spare seat in the class next to a girl who never spoke to anyone at all. As I sat down I felt as though I was being watch and as I turned around,I noticed that she also turned away from me. I felt awful that I hadn't said anything to get yet and so I though I should probably make an effort to talk to her.
I found the maths questions really easy as my father had well educated me. Those days when I didn't go in he sat me down and started to teach me what he knew about the subjects that I was missing. The girl beside me was quite clearly stuck but when I tried to help her, she moved away from me. I tried to ask her name but she wouldn't tell me anything. I was a little bit relieved when maths was over but I had to wait for the sixth year to come for me again. I didn't have to wait long though. I collected my form and was then escorted to my next class which was geography. I wasn't very good at geography but what could I do I was stuck with it for a while yet.
I tried to ask the girl again but she still ignored me and pretended I wasn't there. I decided that I would ask her at break when I had the chance. I did not like to be ignored as I was never ever left for more than a few minutes at a time when my parents were at home, and because I was an only child I had no one to compete with for attention.
