I woke up, sick with fear. I was so scared, apparently high school is the toughest. I looked at my new timetable, english was my first lesson. I am rubbish at english. My favourite subject is maths because it is like a universal language. I got ready and mum told me to get in the car. I jumped into the car and we were off.
5 minutes later, we reached school. Philadelphia High. It was a weird name for a school in the U.K. I got out of the car, as mum said, "Good luck sweetie!" I said goodbye and walked into the school. I took a deep breath and stepped into my new classroom. It was a fresh start, new school, new country, new me...
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Friends
Short StoryFriends are confusing, weird, but how will you know the difference between the real ones and the fake ones?
