Ch.5 first day of school
By the time I and my family were done hunting it was time for me to go to my first day of school.
“I’m going to school see you later.” I said as I started to walk out the door.
“Hold on for a minute your not going to school dressed in that.” Katherine objected.
Katherine and Sophie had grown to love the fashion industry; making me their dress up doll. After fighting for a minute I gave up and let them choose my outfit for the day.
“Happy now?” I asked sarcastically.
“Very. Have a good day at school.” said Katherine.
Clearly happy with the black short sleeve hooded shirt and slightly torn jeans; I got the pleasure of
choosing my own shoes a pair of black and white checkered converse and I got to choose to wear hair in
a low ponytail. As soon I tied my shoes I headed for the door and grabbed my keys on the way out.
“Bye guys!” I yelled across the yard.
“Have fun; don’t kill anyone!” William joked.
“Good luck!” John said getting up from planting an apple tree.
I turned to get in my black 2009 mustang; usually I would have gone with the more dependable car, but I
couldn’t refuse it. I had John trade out the engine for something that wouldn’t brake down; John is
amazing with cars in fact his going to college to learn more. William is going to learn more about the
human body; Katherine is going to go for fashion. Sophie is going to go for literature and math. As I
jumped into the front seat the leather was black with red streaks and with a flick of my wrest turned it
on; it purred like a kitten. I was on my way; when I parked my car in the school parking lot I got out and
looked around. It seemed like everyone was staring at me; this only made me hold my head high as
walked to my homeroom. When I got there I was surprised to see a man setting at the teacher’s desk.
He was a big man, his stomach hung over his belt, his eyes were squinty and had a sour tint to them, and
his hair was grey and balding.
“Don’t stand there all day Miss Black” his tone hinted that he did not want to be there.
“Yes sir.” was my swift reply.
When I said this, his face lightened as I suspected he liked respect, but he didn’t expect this from any of
his students. I saw a seat in the very back if the dreary room.
“Hi there.” said a males voice.
I turned to look and saw a boy with acne all over his face, braces on his teeth, and his hair combed back with hair gel.
“Umm hey.” I said not sure what he wanted.
“My name is Walt, like the Disney guy.” He chuckled with his little joke.
“That’s nice; my name is Vivian.” I said feeling awkward.
“That’s pretty you want to go out?” he asked quickly.
What the heck I didn’t even know him; I looked again at his features short, really skinny, green eyes
covered by blue contacts, strawberry red hair covered in grease and his pants to high for comfort. I
