It was a normal summer day. Brooklyn was gonna be the new kid (again). She was hoping that she would be able to have a new start all over again. Like I stated, she was hoping.
It was the day. The day of school she was both hyped and so nervous. "What if they hate me. What if they hate me so much, all they want to do is hurt me" thought Brooklyn. She push all her thoughts down her throat and headed to her bus stop. "So much kids" she whispered to her self. Her bus arrived she kissed her mother goodbye and headed up the stairs. Every step she walked her heart beated twice as quickly as the last. She was on the bus and while the bus drove pass her house she wanted to cry. She finally arrived at her school (Ann J. McDonalds). She stepped out of the bus and made her way down to the office. As she got to the office they gave her locker combination and she walked to her class line.
As she walked into her line kids (mostly girls) screamed and hugged. Our teacher Mme. McIntosh leaded us into her class and started the day.
