Diary of a Georgian Beauty

day 3, new school

I wake up 30 minutes early. I brunsh my hair and put on my school uniform. It is a white shirt that's snug, a thigh high skirt that's deep blue, a matching jacket and a red bow tie. It looks kinda cute actually. I do a little makeup with black eyeliner and a little mascara. Nothing fancy, just a natural look. I also put on some light pink lip gloss.

I can't believe that this counts as a uniform. When I finish, I have 15 minutes left. I run to the door. "Bye mom! Bye dad! I'm goin to school!" They say bye and I run halfway there. When there's five minutes of walking left, I have 10 minutes til homeroom.

I make it to school and to class. I have to stand at the front of the room. Mr. Carlos speaks. "Everyone, we have a new student with us. Her name is Ashley Clark Hieshinada! Mis. Hieshinada, tell them about yourself." I look around the room everyone is whispering to each other. "Well there's not much to tell. I was adopted by the Hieshinada family. I lived in Vidalia Georgia my whole life. Its a pretty boring town. But I'd be happy to answer any questions. I can't wait to get to know all of you."

When I finish, practically everyones hands shoot up. "Do you mean you were adopted by the richest family in the world?!" I scratch the back of my head, embarrassed that they know that. "Yeah, I was." Everyone gasps. A really handsome guy speaks now. "How do we know you're telling us the truth? How do we know that you're not lying?" I take out my phone. "I have a picture of all of us together. Take a look." I show him the picture and his eyes go wide.

"Okay students that's enough! Time to get started! Miss. hieshinada there is a seat right in the back row that's empty." I go sit in the seat. Sadly, the boy that asked if I was lying sits there too. It sucks that these seats are in groups. The class finally ends.

"My name is John. I'm captain of the football team." I look up at him as I grab my bag. "Is that supposed to impress me?" I smile politely and stand. "Ashley, its time for lunch. Why don't you eat with me and my friends?" Should I? I want to make friends, but I'm sure he is only talking to me cause of my 'looks'. Even though there is nothing to look at.

"Okay. I'll take ya up on that offer." We both smile and walk to the lunchroom. I never thought that someone would try to be friends with me. I mean, he is totally hot! He has golden blond longish hair, beautiful bright cobalt blue eyes, super tall and muscular! Who wouldn't think he's hot!

We make it to the lunchroom and get our trays. I get a salad and milk. "Hey John. Who's you're friend?" We walk to a group of good looking people with a few guys and girls. "Jane this is Ashley, Ashley this is Jane, Michelle, Abby, Chris, and Willy." So they must be the popular people. "Nice to meet ya. I hope we can be friends."

The Jane girl speaks. "You don't have to be nervous. We may be popular, but we are not cruel. And I hope we all be friends too. And I love your accent." Wow they really are nice. I sit down and we all get along.

"Oh. Ashley." I look to Abby. "Y-yea?" She has her mediuy brown hair hanging beside her face. "Is it true that you were adopted by the Hieshinada family? If so tell them I said hi." I look at her in surprise. "You know em?" She just laughs. "Well yeah. We are old family friends. Hey why don't you go to cheerleading tryouts?"

I tell her okay and the rest of the day is pretty normal. Right now I'm sitting in last period. We got grouped with lab partners. My partner is pretty cute. He has pitch black hair that hangs in his face. And big glasses, he has gorgeous green eyes, and pale skin. And he actually looks like he lifts weights.

"Camron? Is this enough liquid sulfide?" He looks at what I'm doing and smiles. "Yeah that's perfect. But make sure its put in last or else it will explode in your face." His deep voice sends shivers up my spine.

Just as I'm about to put the bottle away. It slips from my hands and falls in. "Oops!" There is a cracking sound then a white flash. Then I'm on the ground. "Ow!" My head!

My eyes open and I can feel myself turn blood red in the face. Camron is on top of me! "Ashley are you okay?" Everyone tries to help me up but I take Camrons hand. "I'm fine everyone, really. Go back to work." They all head to their desks and start working again. "I guess it did explode. Thanks Cam. Eh, Camron?" He looks at the mess on the desk. "We have a lot of cleaning to do. But don't mention it. I'm sure you would have done the same thing Georgian."

Did, did he just call me a Georgian?! What the hell!?! "What's that's supposed to mean?" Why the hell did he call me that!? "Well you are from Georgia aren't you? You should be considered lucky. If you got hit with the mixture you would have had a pretty bad day. Come in lets clean up." He grabs a towel and tosses one to me.

We spend the rest of class cleaning when Miss Heart talks to us. "Ms. Hieshinada, Mr. Clark, are you hurt? I can't believe that happened while I was in the bathroom." Camron answers. "No ma'am, but if I didn't see in time, Ashley would've had a really terrible day." Great he's picking on me! At least its in a friendly way.

"I'm really sorry Miss Heart. But we did get it all cleaned up." I feel so bad now. Making a bing mess and having everyone worry about me. After class I head home and tell mom about the tryouts tomorrow.

"That's great honey. Are you trying out?" I take the green apple from the fruit bowl and take a bite. "I don't know. Maybe. Is it true that you and dad are super rich?"

Mom is doing the dishes so she doesn't look at me. "Well, yes but how did you hear that? Let me, guess you want all expensive clothing now?" What?

"Some students at school told me. I wanted to know if was true. And I would rather get cheap stuff. That way I can get more for my money. and besides I don't really care about money." Why would she think that? Do I really look like someone who cares about money?

I guess I do look like a rich kid. Well that'll change. But I guess I should rehears the scetch for tryouts. "Mom, can you help me rehears for tryouts?"