A series of bad events

New school

My new school, is a very expensive catholic school, my granddad payed for it all, all of the generations of females in our family had been there, our family a couple generations ago signed a contract that at least one daughter had to attended this stupid often school for girls. Before rosy died, and we moved to this house, she had gotten into a very famous school of creativity, she was top in the school, it focused on art and different types of it, some reading and writing but mostly creative things. I begged to go there from the day I heard of the school. Chestnut creativity high school, I have nagged my mum forever but I knew my mum wanted me to go to often's because she wanted me to be different from my sister, she was a rebellious kind of child with dyed hair and piercings, I was envy of the freedom she got but mum always thought it was to much and I was her precious girl. But she knew I preferred a t-shirt and shorts, I just hated dressed and pink.
Ever since the death of rosy my mum has gone very weird, the day of her death is when it started she didn't let me visit her in hospital or let me see her in her coffin, I was left out at the funeral and I wasn't allowed to be there either. My dad insisted I did but mum didn't. I really want to have short hair and I really want to go to chestnut creativity school and I wanted to carry on the life my sister missed, my mum didn't like this idea and infact she forced me to be very fancy like the girls from often. I hate it so much, for a start I'm not even religious, and I hate to be known for being rich. It's so stupid... often only had 300 students and all of those 300 girls get a degree in something big and all graduate and always marry rich guys who went to often boys. I despise this idea and In fact, id rather not marry a religious rich boy from often boys, doesn't interest me in the slightest. I want to date a boy like my sister did, his name  and was... uh uhm jake! That's it yeah he was a skater guy and he was pretty middle class. But no one would date a often girl if you saw their uniform. We have a small petite button up short sleeve shirt with a blue collar that was seperate and looked like we were a sailor anime girl or something, the skirt was just above the knees and was completely white with NEAR purpose crease lines. We had to wear our hair in to baby looking plaits and they had to be layer over our shoulders ( I HATE IT ... but I hate everything about this school anyway ) and we wear this ugly straw hat with a blue brim, and we do have a little blazer that's very thin and posh looking with our school logo on it, then we wear these little white socks that are super thing with black and blue shirt doc Martin looking shoes. ( I don't mind those really ) and we have to have pierced ears and they have to be black and blue ear rings... ( I never understood it really) our school shoes are every so quiet they have special soles to make them like that, our school is SILENT no matter what. If someone said "hm" in the hallways it's so quiet a nun would run and tell you off in their squeaky voices. In the class it's a whole other world, there are 5 students per class, and those 5 students all have the same academic level as you they have the same test scores as you and you NEVER EVER ask questions and all the work independent, you must think.., it's mad you must be able to ask questions, but I'm no joker... the teacher answers ever question you would think of, every one she even repeats the work twice. I don't know why this school is called often it should be called SILENT hm... and worse news we don't get lunchtime or morningtea it's called "study break" and we can eat the stuff we buy at the shop at school and then we study, In this large room with desks and a lil comfort from some pillows if you're lucky. The hall is named "The SILENT room" and there are all of all 300 of us in there. I really despise it.