A small wonderful girl, with innocent pure eyes wonders this world, unhappy
She wonders why but simply cannot remember, she considers her life.. Nothing.
Monday 7:30 am
My dad pulls off the covers after his third attempt of waking me up, I shiver and trudge out of my messy bed.
"So are you excited for the first day of school?" My dad asks.
"No" I say, I didn't want to change so I'm simply walked out for breakfast.
"You wearing that for the first day of school?" My mom wonders perking up from her morning coffee.
"Yes I don't find anything wrong with it" I say.
"Marcis, honey you should at least look decent, maybe not wear your pjs?" My mother says concerned.
"Mom it's fine" I say grabbing a piece of toast from the table.
My mom sighed and my dad was confused, the bus honked from outside.
"See ya" I say rushing outside with my toast in hand.
The bus was filled with high school students tired but some eager
Marcis sat in the back and quietly ate her toast
The bus filled and filled with students, Marcis felt un comfortable.
The bus arrived at "Marshelvelle academy" and Marcis waited patiently in the long bus line to get off.
Marcis walks in to see many personalities, some nerds, some jocks, some preps, and the ones who are like her.. But there are none Marcis stands alone.
She tucks a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, and searches for her class which she cannot find, she's lost in a big crowded school
Everyone seems to know each their, but Marcis knows no one.
She thankfully found her class and sat down, Marcis's thoughts wonder (Because who pays attention in class) she's with her own mind in her own time, people stare and they whisper, but Marcis doesn't mind she knows they'll one day regret there choices
Everyone does
