NOTE: I'm an Australian trying to right in American font :3
Well, I didn't know much about high school but I knew it was going to be tougher then middle school. I had two goals for high school, make some new friends and two, get a couple of A's. (Idk if its A or S that's the highest so shh). The fact that I'm in gih school blows my mind making it the only thing I think of on the way to school. I'm grown up now. I'm grown up now.
I start to see piles of students walking up to the gates, from the side, from the from the front, from the buses and cars too. Why. Are. There. So. Many. Students here.
I eventually cross the road, leading me to the start of the long gate. "Gosh, there's alot of Cars". I whisper to myself. "I know right!" A girl lightly groans with a smirk. How did she even hear me??? "HI!" She shouts, "Hi!" I give her a light shout back. "My name is Maya! What's yours?" She seemed nice enough to talk to, "my name is Isla." "Pretty name, wanna be friends??" She's pretty up front. "Sure." I give her a large smile.
We end up walking to my class while comparing time tables. Apparently she had a brother that goes here and he showed her around so she's kind of an expert. We have all of the same classes together except Science. So we end up splitting ways to her science while I head to mine.
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General FictionA fictional story of a girl whom struggles with daily tasks due to mental health reasons starting high school isn't helping.
