Let Her Go (Discontinued)

Chapter 3: School

It was today of all days that I was the most worried about. Today I was going to go to my new school in Wakefield. What if I don't fit in? What if no one likes me? What if I make a fool of myself on my first day?
       I pushed my thoughts aside and put on a pair of jeans and a blue blouse. Right before I walked downstairs for breakfast I pulled on my leather jacket and grabbed my keys and phone. This year would be different I thought to myself.
       "Good morning Sky, how was your sleep?" My mom asked as she flipped the pancakes.
       "Good," I said quietly, still half asleep.
        "There are my two favorite girls!" My dad exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen with his uniform on. He got a cup of coffee and sat down to read the newspaper. I glanced over at the clock.
        6:55
        Oh, shoot I'm going to be late!
        "Bye mom, bye dad," I said rushing out, grabbing my bag and helmet on the way out.
        "Bye honey have a great day!" dad yelled out the door. I opened the garage and started up my sleek, black, Harley Davidson. Mom and dad got it for me since it would be too much money to transport 2 cars across the world. So instead they got me a motorcycle for my Sweet Sixteen. Honestly, I liked it much better than a car.
         I put my helmet on and pulled out of the driveway. It took me 10 minutes to get to school. When I pulled into the parking lot I could distinctly see the cliques. The cheerleaders, preppies, nerds, jocks, emos, the football team, and the person who doesn't know where they belong. Me.
        I took off my helmet and let my blond hair down. It went below my waist. Then I took off my leather jacket. I was kind of pale and skinny but the most amazing thing was my eyes. They had an outer ring of blue, middle was green, and I had a ring of brown around my pupil. I guess you could call me pretty.
      I made eye contact with no one but I could feel that people were staring at me. Great. I made my way to the office to get my schedule.
      "Um... hi I'm Skylar Amarini and I'm new here."
      "Ah, yes the girl who is from France. Here you go. I love your accent by the way." The lady in the office said. I blushed slightly at the compliment. I had a British accent because it was what I grew up with.
        "Your locker is 179 and your homeroom is with Mrs. Windamere Just down the hall to your left."
        "Thanks" Smiling slightly as I walked away and into the chaos of high school.

A/N-Hi I just wanted to say thanks if you are liking the book and tell me if you do in the comments. It would mean a lot.
Thx=;)
Fairy Girl