New school, new life.. Right? Guess not.. More drama.. faanstic.. I think as I get dressed for my first day. "Do you want breakfast?", my mom said in a tired voice with bags under her eyes and still in her pajamas. She looks like she couldn't sleep again.. I guess stress does that to people. I eat quickly and get out of the house as fast as I can. I wear the same kind of outfit everyday: skinny jeans (usually black) tight shirt (usually black) my skater shoes and a hoodie. I have black hair a little lower than my shoulders, bright blue eyes and a couple of freckles. I'm emo like. And I loved it. I walked into school and it was like I killed somebody. EVERYONE was looking at me. I keep my head down. Its going to be a long year...
