I woke up this morning with a heavy feeling in my stomach. As if someone had put a bowling ball inside of me. But, I have my reasons for being this nervous. You see, today is my first day of high school, and well, I kinda don't want to go because I'm super scared. First off, I just moved here two days ago and missed the tour of my high school.
That means I have no way of finding out where my classes are, unless i ask a person, which i am not a fan of.
I stumbled out of bed and walked over to my dresser. I picked up my glasses and put them on. Suddenly, everything was clear and in focus. Kind of like when a puppy first opens its eyes. I walked over to my full length mirror and stared at my reflection in it. I had never liked my appearance and constantly got made fun of it. I have short, brown hair. It's cut exactly like a boy would cut it. The plainest of the plain. The boringest of the boring. You know what I mean.
