it's Sunday night and I'm getting ready for school tomorrow. I looked at my timetable. great, maths, chemistry, English, P.E, history and music. I pack my pencil case and books that I need for the day. I need to shower because I know there is no way in Hell that I will get up early enough for a shower tomorrow. then I need to go to bed.
I wake up to Matt shaking me and telling me to wake up. "Blake it's time for school". I groaned and rolled over. "come on" he said and walked out of the room. I rolled off of my bed and walked towards the wardrobe. I pulled out a mötorhead shirt, black skinny jeans and black vans. I brushed my teeth and hair and picked up my school bag before walking downstairs. I then ran upstairs remembering something important. I picked up my phone and earphones and put them in my bag. I reached under my bed and pulled out something I needed more than anything. It was a bottle of Lucozade. I always drink it if I need confidence. I once again walk downstairs and sit in the kitchen. I open up the bottle and take a huge gulp. This stuff is like a drug to me. I swear I need it like a heroin addict needs his drugs. Val hands me a breakfast bar and I eat it quickly. "you ready?" Matt said. I nodded and Val hugged me and wished me good luck. I walked to the car and climbed into the passenger's side. Matt got in and started the journey to Huntington high.
I walk to the office. The principal wanted to see me before class. "ah blake, this is cassy, she will show you to your first class" principle daniels told me. "hi" she said in a cheery tune. ugh. I looked at her. She had bleach blonde hair (clearly dyed), light blue eyes. she was stick thin and wearing * gags* a one direction shirt *gags*. "hi" I replied. "your English" she exclaimed. "yeah..." I said. "one direction are from England" she sad excitedly. I rolled my eyes. "what part are you from?" she asked. I sighed "Cheshire". she squealed. "harry is from Cheshire" she said. "do you know him?". "no, it's a pretty big place" I told her. "oh" she said.
She walked me to my first class. she was blabbing about something one direction did. I couldn't care less, to be honest. "I don't think she cares cassy" a boy with blonde hair said. she glared at him and walked off. "hey, I'm Maxx" he said. "hi, I'm Blake" I replied. "thanks for saving me from that conversation" I told him. "no problem, nice shirt" he said. "thanks, they are one of my favourite bands" I told him. "I think we will be great friends" he said to me. I smiled at him and agreed. The teacher walked in and told me to sit by Maxx. I did as I was told and pulled out my notebook. I sat there bored out of my mind. I literally did this when I was 11. I completed the worksheet within five minutes. "wow you are good at math" Maxx said. "it's easy, this is year 7 work in England. He looked shocked. I looked around and saw people struggling with the task. Oh lord! how is this hard. I gave Maxx the answers to the task and we goofed off for the rest of the lesson. "what do you have now" he asked. "chemistry" I told him. "you have that class with my friend Cody, he's pretty cool, of course, he is not as cool as me but he is a close second" he said and I laughed at him. "sick" I said. "your ill?" he questioned. "no, it just means cool" I told him. "ooooh" he said. "hey Cody" he shouted, making me flinch. "sorry" he apologised. "it's alright" I said. "dude this is Blake, she is in your chemistry" he told him. Cody looked at my shirt and smirked. "I'm sure we will be friends in no time" he said and walked me to class. I was told to sit by Cody. "so you like mötorhead" he said. " yeah they are one of my favourites" I told him. we were learning about metallic bonding. I learned this a couple months back so it was a breeze.
the third lesson rolled around. I was in this lesson with their friend's dan and Zach. they were cool people and I got along with them really well. They told me to come sit with them at lunch. "so Blake how was your first 3 lessons?" Cody asked me. "easy" I told him. He nodded and Maxx laughed. "only cause you have done all this stuff before." he said. "seriously?" dan asked. I nodded. "this is like year 7 stuff" I told him. they looked shocked that year 7's could do this. I laughed at them. For once I forgot about my friends back home and was genuinely happy. They exchanged numbers with me and the bell rang for the fourth lesson. "what you got blake?" Zach asked me. "er... P.E" I said. " your working with me" he told me and linked his arm with mine. "ok" I laughed. When we got to the changing rooms he told me to meet him outside. I got changed into shorts and a Metallica shorts and a pair of Nike Airmax.
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I saw Zach waiting for me. "hey" I said. "ready?" he asked. I nodded and we walked to the hall. we were literally throwing the ball to each other the whole lesson. "so what was it like in England?" he asked. "nothing special" I told him truthfully. "school is different but other than that and the weather its pretty much the same". he nodded. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but why did you move?" he asked. "you don't have to answer" he added quickly. "shit happened and long story short my mum passed away and I had to move in with my dad and step-mum" I told him. "I'm so sorry for asking" he said. "it's fine, we didn't have the best relationship anyway." i told him. "so your 18" he said. "no" I told him. "I'm 15". "WHAT?!" he said. " why are you in senior year then?". "cause in England I would be in my last year of highschool and I need to leave at the same time as the rest of my year" I told him. "oh!" he said. "that's so cool". I threw the ball at him. "so, what do you have next?" he asked. "history" I said "Maxx is in that lesson... the rest of us geography". we walked bag to the changing rooms and changed back into my normal clothes. Zach walked me to my class. "thanks" I said to him. "no problem, I'll see you later" he said and ran to his next class. I walked on and was sat next to Maxx. We were learning about world war 2 and honestly it bored me in year 9 and it still bores me now. We were handed a worksheet and told to complete it by the end of the lesson. It was an opinion task sheet. Perfect. the question was 'who do you think was to blame for starting world war 2?' this should be fun
last lesson was music and cody, dan and Zach were in this class. It was fun. we messed around as it was a free lesson.
