"Now be good Asia, don't get into too much trouble. If anyone starts to bully you about your bump, call me straight away and tell a teacher ok?" Mum smiles as she sits in her shiny new car.
"Yes Mum," I reply, slightly bored. Actually I'm incredibly nervous about starting a new school, I'll have to start over all over again. But most of all, I'm afraid of rejection. No one understands what it's like to be pregnant and having to start again in year 10, when I was happy with my subjects. Now I have to start over again!
I wanted to be a nurse, but everyone told me I should be a model. I did model for a magazine when I was younger, but I moved away and Mum stopped me from going. I was disappointed for months but then I decided that I wanted to be a nurse, that means that I can help people.
"See you later honey," Mum smiles and zooms off down the street. I sigh and wish and hope that she'll realise what a terrible mistake I've made starting over again, and come back to get me. Seconds turn to minutes and she never comes back.
I sigh again, defeated, and turn on my heels to walk towards the daunting building. It looms above me as if daring me to enter. Students stream into the building at all entrances, pushing and shoving like animals. I follow the sigh that says MAIN ENTRANCE and walk with my head bent. People turn the stare at the new girl, with the huge pregnancy bump and isn't even 8 months along yet. I hear words along the lines of 'what's she doing here' and 'who is she?'.
Well I'm new here idiots.
Honestly, they'd at least be able to figure out who I was, if they weren't monkeys. I snigger at my own lame joke and increase my pace in my navy blue converse.
(Picture of her outfit on the side)
I push open the creaky doors and walk up to the reception desk. A young woman with bleach blonde hair and a bubblegum pink hairband in her hair stares back at me. She looks like she wants to be anywhere but here as she shuffles through the papers.
"Can I help you," she huffs and pops her chewing gum.
"Err... Yes. I'm new here, it's my first day, yippee! Umm... Could I have my timetable? Please." The receptionist's laid back and carefree attitude makes me a little bit uncomfortable. I play with the hem of my top nervously, thankful that I don't have to wear school uniform anymore.
"Name..." She yawns impatiently and makes a gesture with her hand to show that I'm slow.
"Asia... Barrett." I stutter.
She hands me a big pile of paper and I struggle to manage it in my jelly like arms.
"Your map is somewhere in there so you can find your way to your form room." She says and spins around in her chair so she can answer the phone.
"Thanks for the help," I sneer sarcastically which results with a death glare from her. I sit down in a squishy chair and get out my planner.
Miss Harries
Room B12
Floor 1
I get out my map and attempt to find my way to my form room. As I turn a corner, I bump into someone which sends the now neatly organized papers flying. I begin to cry, not for any particular reason. I don't even know why.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." I cry over and over again and pick up the paper. Someone's strong hand meets mine on the floor and I glance up and I'm looking into the most stormy grey eyes I've ever seen. His brown fringe sweeping just below his right eyebrow which gives him a mysterious sense about him. I'm surprised girls aren't falling at their feet worshiping him, which is a mega shocker to me.
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Anything But Normal
Dla nastolatkówIt's now or never, I tell myself as I stand warily outside his front door. I need to get this over and done with. Asia Barrett started a fresh year at her school with high hopes. She has great friends and a wonderful boyfriend Dame, so what could go...
