So... That was my past. It might sound like I was really brave, but in truth I must have been the most terrified person in the world when it happened. Ever since I haven't seen any weird numbers or any other sheets of silk floating.
Now I am Leah Ross. The new, frightened, shy, clumsy and 'scared to death I might pee myself girl'. Today was my first day at Agnes Creek High School. Was I going to going to embarrass myself? Yes. Was I going to get told off? Yes. Was I going to get bullied? Yes. Was I going to make any friends? No. Whenever I go to a new school, people always hate me for being the teacher's pet. They hate me for being pretty. They hate me for how sporty I am. I know what you're probably thinking right now. Sporty= popular. Pretty= ticket to Coolsvile. Smart= no extra homework. With me it's the total opposite. I just hope that the students in this school are nice.
Who am I kidding? They are going to hate me.
Ever since Mrs Andreas died I have had to live with the O'Brois'. They are really sweet to me and always encourage me to do my best, but I never feel like I am at home. My home was with my parents.
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packed my bag and made sure that I was wearing my best dress. My perfect elegant hair rested on my shoulders and my eyes looked astonishingly bright, accompanied by the knee high light blue dress I was wearing. My white sandals were very neat, 4 perfect pearls rested in a diamond shape on top of them.
I was ready to go to school.
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I looked around me and found millions of strangers. I was really bad at making new friends - in the past 6 years I have only made 4 friends. 4!
I walked into the crowded dungeon and felt everyone's eyes on me. It was like they pierced through me. I rushed to the large oak door and saw a large teacher standing before me. He was about 6 feet tall and wore a pale blue shirt. His jeans were a jet black color and his hair was pale blonde, it almost looked like it was shimmering. The high cheekbones were like a porcelain colored block of ice, it made him look young. Before I could ask him where the main reception was, he looked at me with such curious, green eyes, I could only stare back. I only realized that there was another man in our presence.
This man had dark skin and was slightly taller than the other. A pair of rectangular glasses rested on his Roman nose. The shirt he wore was bright purple and his - before I could analyze anything else, the first man looked at me and spoke: "You must be Leah Ross, our new student. I am Mr Stewart and I will be your math teacher and this is Mr Watson, he will be your Spanish teacher. If you are looking for the main reception then it's the third door to the right. They will give you your timetable and assign you a form. I hope you have a great day sweetheart. " With that, the pair walked off. How strange? I didn't know them and they knew me. I ignored the fact that they acted like this and stalked off to the room they told me. I got the things they told me and found that my form room was 10A. Let's just hope that I don't make a full out of myself.
Author's note: I am extremely sorry that I took ages to publish this chapter but I had my exams and I had to study. I hope you didn't get that mad, I repeat I AM SORRY. P. S. I just got Tap, if you have it too, then please see my story : Mood Swings. Thank you!
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