Authors notes: Hey guys it's my first time writing so please if you don't like my book don't write rude comments. I'm sure none of you would like it if a rude comment was written on about your first book. So take that into consideration before you write.
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"Oh my gosh! What time is it?!" It was 7:30 am and I had to be at school by 8:00. "I can't be late on my first day !" I yelped, jumping out of my bed like it was on fire.
I zoomed into my bathroom. Standing in front of my mirror, I thought "I hope this time it will be different." I shook my head to clear my painful memories from my previous school.
"Dove! Breakfast is ready." My mom shouted. I wasn't even dressed and it was 7:35. I quickly brushed my teeth, took a shower, got dressed, and grabbed my bag. "It's a new year." I smiled, taking one more glance at my room before slamming the door and rushing down stairs, into the kitchen.
"Goodmorning" I said cheerfully as I gave mom a quick kiss on the cheek. "Goodmorning sweetheart" she responded "I made your favorite; pancakes and maple syrup" "Mmh, smells delicious, thanks mom." I quickly gobbled it up. "So honey, are you excited about your new school" my mom asked. "Uuuggh. I don't know" I grumbled lightly. "Don't worry, it will all be fine" my mom encouraged. "Sure mom" I responded sarcastically. I had lost track of time and when I looked down at my watch, it was 7:50! "Ohhh no mom it's 7:50! Can you please drive me to school" seeing that I had obviously missed the school bus. "Sure pumpkin, let me just grab my car keys." I ran to the car, as mom guickly followed behind.
When we got there, I got out of the car, "Have a good day Dove." My mom said. " I hope so mom, I hope so." I signed walking toward the door.
As I was walking into my new school I breathers heavily, "Chester High." I was only 16 and a sfreshman and was practically a nerd/geek. Ohhh and judging from my previous school, I can't say I'm too excited about moving schools, having a strong feeling like all would happen over again.
I was in a long narrow hallway, where a bunch of freshmens, softmores, and hot seniors, chatting their heads away, throwing paper planes everywhere and exchanging phone numbers.
I was a new girl, and didn't know anyone or any thing at Chester High. As I was approaching my locker holding my books closely to my chest, not looking where I was going, I ran into a girl who had flawless, shiney, black hair, hazel eyes and was black American. She looked at me.
I thought,"Here we go again."
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