So, Oregon. Other side of the United States eh? I'm not saying it's a terrible place. I just couldn't put the words to describe this place yet. The voices in my head where saying "this is your new home?!" I looked around, in the closest window and it looked earthy. So much free land with pine-trees and mountains. And close by there was a very clear crystal lake. It looked like a forest, that would be in a fairytale book. As I unloaded my stuff in the airport, I pulled my suitcase as I followed my parents. They needed to fill out forms and papers, as i waited. I was very bored, and it was very crowded. So far I kinda liked the atmosphere. I was just scared about my new home and school. I just felt nervous thinking about it. My face flushed and i started sweating. Starting 9th grade was gonna be hard. But I didn't care because I'm actually pretty good in my grades. This might be something really rare that someone might say, but I actually love math & science. People say it's hard and frustrating. But to me it's like a puzzle. You just have to look at the problem and find the key points to solve it. Like if you where to put together a jigsaw or play a connecting bubbles game. But it's not the work that concerns me. It's the students. I feel like I might not fit in. I feel like people will judge me by my opinions or what I wear, or even how I look like. I can't say I'm the prettiest in the world, but I look okay I guess. Making friends is hard, and it's definitely not going to be easy. This is gonna be harder than I thought. Maybe even harder, than reports.
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Perfectly UN-perfect
Non-FictionPiper Chaps, a 15 year old teen, attends Riverdale Academy for her first year as a freshman. She thinks that everything will go out okay if she follows school rules, even though that made you socially awkward. Of course others will judge for her ins...
