"Are you sure i have to go?"I ask
" I swear to god, Lorne yes you do, you got accepted so your going. Simple! "My mum replied with a very annoyed tone in her voice while helping me pick out clothes to pack.
"But why cant i just go to a normal school?"
"Your grades slacked crazily near to the end of last year, and i think if you took a break from home you might actually have a good future,"My mum said with a slightly raised voice.
" Ple-"
" Lorne, your going to that school. I dont care. "She starred at me blankly but angrily.
That look on her face immediately shut me up.I simply wished i had done better last year, i wasnt going to tell my mum but i COMPLETLY blame it on my mental health. Quite honestly i think i was simply just struggling with the work, like i needed more time. If it was an actual mental illness or disorder, it would definitely be dyslexia. I wasnt trying to self diagnose but im just saying...
"Lorne? Hello? You there?"my mum questioned me.
I looked back up at her looking a bit startled and started answering her questions about what clothes i wanted to take to the school. All im going to say is that I was not excited. If i dont make friends i will genuinely kill myself. Ive got a feeling that friends will be the only thing keeping me alive this year.Me and my mum started packing my suitcases into the car to go see the school for the first time and to pack everything in my dorm room. I reluctantly sat in the passenger seat of the car waiting for my mum to also get in the car.
"Mum, how far away is this place?"
"Around 3 hours away"My jaw basically dropped. Jeez three hours? My mum reassured me that she will come visit but honestly, i dont want her to at this point.
Maybe it will be ok. I mean, i get away from home, meet some new, hopefully nice people, maybe even a nice boy. Hah, I wish.
I simply hope it'll be nice there. Thats all I want. I took my walkman out of the pocket of my cargos and put my earbuds in and started playing AC/DC. They are my absolute favourite band.About an hour into the car ride my mum tapped me on the shoulder so i took off the headphones and she started talking, "Your listening to music right?"
"Yes. What else would i be listening to..? "
My mum completely ignored my question and started going on a rant about how she thinks the music i listen to is making my grades go down. I listened to her but genuinely didnt care. When she finished i looked away from her to look at the window and rolled my eyes. At this point its a stereotype that rock or metal makes you 'not care' about the whole world. And yes, thats partially right but that doesnt mean it starts all the problems in life.*Time skip*
We finally arrived at the school. It was pretty average, i didnt expect anything crazy at the same time. I finally found out my room number, and i took all my suitcases to the dorm. My mum let me upack by myself so she was already gone.
When i stepped into my room i could already hear the other girls that will live with me for the next year. Luckily, I had one room to myself so i didnt have to talk to anyone yet...yet.
The room had the basic necessities, A bed, desk and wardrobe. It was good enough for me so i started unpacking, putting up all my posters and shoving my clothes in my wardrobe, simply making it as homey as possible.
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{School of Nottingham } - A lars Ulrich Fan fic
FanfictionA story set in the mid 70s, about how a girl called Lorne Morgan goes to a boarding school and meets a really nice guy;) tw-swearing