"Sam your going to be late for your first day of school" mom yelled
She's making breakfast, I can smell the bacon and eggs they smell delicious.
I get out of bed and change I decided to wear something nice today jeans that doesn't have a hole in them, shockingly,and a T-Shirt with only a little paint on it.
I walk down the hall I see mom sitting at the table. She just got out of the shower, her hair falls off her ear and on to her shoulder she looks up at me. "Hey honey your breakfast is on the counter" she said sweetly "Thanks mom" I said
I go to the counter and pick up my plate and start walking to the table and then I stub my toe on the bottom of the counter I drop my plate and yelled "Holy hell!!" My mom jumped and said "Sam are you ok?? You really scared me" I look at my foot "Well that's going to swell, sorry mom I go to go"
"It's ok get to school" she said still shaking from my yell and the plate being dropped.
I run to the bus stop almost missing it and that would be embarrassing missing the bus on the first day.
I get on the bus the bus driver looks at me.
He's weird looking man bald on top of his head, chubby, yellow teeth, big bags under the eyes and suddenly he says in a loud raspy voice "Go find a seat and sit down now" he must smoke you could tell by the breath.
I look around and find one open seat left so I get the chance a take it. The bus is very loud, and shakes a lot.I wish my mom took me to school.
I finally got to school and its my first time at this school I moved from Utah and this place is flooded with people I keep getting rammed into the wall. I run into the office to get my schedule, the room is already full of people getting their schedule. I manage to get to the front desk. There was and lady tall, skinny, to much perfume, and tired looking then she looks at me and says "Wacha need sugar pop" sugar pop? I don't even know her and she has already given me a nickname. I examine her and say "I need my schedule"
"Kk first name"
"Sammy"
"Last name"
"Baker"
"Grade" god this is taking forever
"8th"
"Ok your schedules printing go take a seat" she said tiredly.
I go to look for a seat, then someone got up and left so I took their seat. I look around,the girl next to me keeps snapping her gum I ask her to stop she looks at me and grins then says "Whatever fuck breath" I look back at her with irritation in my eyes. I was about to snap on her but instead i muttered "Screw you to"
"Sammy Baker your schedule is ready" I walk up to the desk then the girl that was next to me said "bitch"
I grabbed my schedule and left as fast as I could.(Chapter 2) The teacher
The hallways. My god the hallways. I'm being pushed and shoved around everyone and everything. I found a teacher he's a tall man and is a good looking man. I walk up to him he's looks down at me and says,
"Can I help you?"
"Um ya can you tell me where the science room is"
"Yep, down the hall to the left"
"Thank you Mr. umm"
"Evans, Mr.Evans"
Huh Evans sounds familiar.
I walked away thinking, I was so stupid why didn't I I just say "Where is the science room" and be done with it, I thought
(Bell rings)
I better get to class can't be late.
YOU ARE READING
A Good Thing Called Life
Teen FictionA girl named Sam has always been a very nice girl but very shy and the first day of 8th grade is coming up. She will lose friends this year and make new friends