Chapter 4: The Journey

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  The journey was...erm... 'interesting' to say the least...
  The bus had a lingering odour of chewing gum, P.E kits and sweaty, hormonal teenagers.
  I didn't know anyone so I sat beside someone who looked relatively friendly and they were, in fact we're bestirs now.
  The bus stopped with a July and the doors squeaked sadly open, the bus driver gave a rather creepy smile to everyone and we bored end off the stinking bus. We dandered through the side gates, (when I say we I mean my fellow classmates who I had met on the induction night)
  Edging ever closer to the driveway to the tormenting school that loomed over us we all laughed nervously as we travelled through the doors and sat in the assembly hall.

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