world burn / total drama x mean girls au

Ironically, I eat lunch in a bathroom stall

My first day of high school. I know what your thinking. She's 13! 

No, i'm 16 and until today, I was home-schooled.

See, my mother is a lawyer and until now, we had been living in Africa for my entire life as she has been fighting this case for the children in Africa's welfare...But now that she has won that case, it was time to move back to gloomy Muskoka, Ontario Canada.

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I'm currently standing at the edge of a road, looking towards the copper red bricked building in front of me.

Students are milling around the front of the school yard, some seem to be gossiping while others are rolling around the floor trying to kill each other it appears.

I step onto the asphalt, hugging the straps on my backpack closer to me. There seems to be no cars coming so I begin to cross. I start to worry about not making any friends and sitting in the toilet stalls by myself. No, you will not let that happen.

The pathway into the school building is uneven concrete. Cracks are everywhere, there is even pot holes. I carefully dodge each one of them before taking a step into my first experience of high school.

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After almost being trampled over hundreds of times, I eventually found my class. 3AB. I instantly take in the scene before me. Teenagers sitting on desks laughing obnoxiously. A couple in the back sucking face. God. This place is horrendous.

I look towards the front of the classroom and sport a tall, boxy girl, she has black hair in a high ponytail that is so pulled back it looks like it's giving her a face lift. She is wearing purple almost gym like clothes and I immediately assume she is the teacher.

"Hello. I'm Courtney Satella, I'm not sure if anyone told you about me, but this is my first day."

She grabs me by the collar of my jacket and yells, "Talk to me again, and I'll kick your ass."

I am instantly come over with a wave of humiliation. How could I even think she was the teacher? God Courtney, you are so stupid.

I hear snickers behind me so I turn around and find the source of the snorts. 

A girl with a dyed teal and black bob, with winged eyeliner, and a gothic style, which I find an eyesore stares back at me then looks towards her friend and bursts out laughing again. Her friend is a male, probably around 5'5, with dark skin, brown hair that falls just below his shoulders and is wearing a red sweater vest throws his head back in amusement. 

I eye them and then turn around, so much for a great first impression. I scan the room and there is only a minimum amount of seats that are not taken. One is next to the girl I confused next to the teacher, I go to sit down since it is at the front of the classroom and I won't see anyone eyeing me when the goth girl comments,

"Eva's girlfriend is going to sit there."

Sure enough, an energetic redhead bounces through the door frame and plops herself down next to the gym rat. 

I spin around and I eye another spare seat, behind a rather large boy with blonde shaggy hair. Again the goth girl remarks that,

"He farts a lot."

The boy looks at the girl and I and sheepishly replies,

"Hey! I can't help that i'm gassy." 

He chuckles nervously and I turn around to look for a new seat. The goth and the vest guy stare me down as I walk around the class room. I glare back at them before I bump into someone and feel a warm liquid splatter on my hands.

"Oh god! I'm so sorry!" I squeal, I have already messed up twice and period 1 hasn't even started.

"No, it's not your fault, I'm a magnet for bad luck." The man says. He looks to be older, so I assume he is my teacher. Great fucking job Courtney you split coffee all over your teacher.

The man pulls his jacket off, thankfully his undershirt is dry. He sits down at his desk and I stay standing. Not sure if I should go to my desk or wait for him to say for me to.

"Well good morning everyone, before we begin the lesson I just wanted to let everyone know that we have a new student joining us. She just moved here all the way from Africa."  The man gestures to a black girl, with a high ponytail and a cream coloured shirt with kumquats on it. 

"I'm from Michigan." The girl retorts with attitude.

"Great,"  The man tries very little to cover up his mistake. "Her name is Courtney. Courtney Satella."

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The first day of school was a blur. A stressful, surreal blur. I got in trouble for the most random things, like leaving the class to go the bathroom, apparently I need some 'lavatory' pass? I had never lived in a world where adults didn't trust me.

I ended up ironically spending my first lunch in a bathroom stall. Guess I jinxed myself.

When I arrived home my mum asked me how my first day was, I glared at her and walked inside. Upset that I was publicly humiliated today all because of her job.

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