At the sight of all the kids and the sounds of excitement and happiness and laughter, I felt like crying. I saw a teacher and I asked where I was supposed to sit.
"You're new right?" She asked. I nodded. She led me to the the last row on the bleachers.
"This is Tallis and McKenna. You can sit with them. They won't bite." She gestured to two blonde girls. They looked like preps. Not the kind of girls I hung out with before. But what choice did I have? I sat down in front of him.
"Don't worry, we're nice but crazy." Tallis said. I forced a smile. Partly to be nice, partly to keep from balling.
In front of me were a group of girls that looked more like the kind of people I'd normally be with. (a/n ahemm adri) One of them had a bag with song lyrics from a One Direction song and a quote from Harry Styles,a member of 1D, that said "Never call a girl fat, even if you're just joking." I wanted to say. "I love your bags, i'm a Directioner too" but I couldn't work up the nerve. So instead I just sat there staring at the big banner with the words "Alma Mater" on it, and then a short paragraph, that I didn't bother reading.
I looked around. It seemed like I was the only new kid, because everyone else had someone to talk to. I felt like rolling up into the fetal position and staying there forever.
But of course, I didn't. I stuck it out. Even through the pep rally. They called out names to get schedules and I got mine. 1st period math. Room 14. I headed into the school building to go to class.
YOU ARE READING
Perfect.
Novela JuvenilThe story of one girls mind being haunted by one word- perfect.