(A/N: This is probably really going to suck, but whatever. TRIGGER WARNING!!!!! Topics such as self harm or anorexia will be brought up so please read at your own risk).
JACES POINT OF VIEW
I'm currently sitting in my mom's car while she unwillingly drives me to my first day of fourth grade. I notice storm clouds starting to gather and assume it's going to rain.
"Mom, make sure Andrew wears a jacket"(I told my mom as I worry about my brother).
My mom pulls into my new schools parking lot.
"Why?"(My mother questions).
"Its gonna rain later"(I simply state).
"Oh well get out, I don't want you to be late"(My mom orders).
I get out and walk down the hill to the play ground that is soon to be my living hell. I head straight past the swings and slides and go for the picnic table and pull out the book I got from the public library the other day.
I finally finish the book right as the bell rings. I start back for the hill, but completely dread the climb back up. As I walk into the building I trip over some girl that is in the process of tying her shoes.
"Sorry"( I whisper).
I start to walk away.
"Oh it's fine, sorry for tripping you"(she calls after me).
I finally reach my class full of people I'm soon to be terrified of. Every one was conversing with each other while I looked at the smart bourd (does your school have one?) and I find my name over some square that is supposed to resemble my desk. As I walked over to the desk I noticed the girl I tripped over sitting in the desk accross from me. I sit in the desk and quietly tell her hello.
"Oh!!!! Hey! I am so glad to see a somewhat familiar face in this class"( the girl states).
"Yeah, so what's your name?"(I ask)
"My name is Morgan, and I hope we become great friends"(Morgan loudly states).
"I hope so, oh! And male name is Jace."
The teacher walks in and tells us to sit and calm down so she can take attendance.
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My first day was pretty good nothing exciting really happened, mainly just went over school and class room rules. My mom and I walk into the house and as we walk in I hear screaming, and I quickly realize I was the one screaming.
(A/N: sorry for the scrappy ending and chapter, it's my first attempt at writing anything that's not being forced by my teachers and couldn't really find a good way to end it).
