The Pastel and the Punk {On Hiatus}

The Pastel

Elizabeth had finished putting her stuff into her backpack. She was adopted, and she had just moved to Wyoming from Ireland. She was wearing her favorite clothes for her first day of highschool, a thin pink skirt and a button up top. She found this style of clothing cute.
The move wasnt very hard for Elizabeth. She had few friends, and they kind of treated her like garbage. She thought this was her chance to make some actual friends.
Elizabeth skipped downstairs and ate some cereal. Her mother came downstairs.
"Hey, sweetie! Are you excited for your first day?"
Elizabeth nodded happily.
"You're gonna be late if you dont get going now." her mother said. Elizabeth grabbed her backpack and fled to school.

After meeting with the principal to get her schedule, she ran to her first class, science.
"Okay students. This is your sophmore year, and you may think you know everyone, but we have someone new today! Would you like to come up, Miss Sparrow?"
Elizabeth walked up and stood in front of the class without being nervous at all.
"Heya! Im Elizabeth K. Sparrow. I came from Ireland and I am adopted."
Some people gasped.
"Um... I guess thats all I have to say for now!" Elizabeth's teacher, Mr. Kenice, pointed to a desk.
"You'll be sitting next to the girl wearing the black leather jacket."
"Okay!" Elizabeth said happily. She skipped over and sat next to the girl.
"Now, students, you will be doing a science project where you have to build a machine that can successfully hover, is completely manuverable, and can carry a rubber ball across 10 feet without dropping it or falling. You will work with the person next to you.
Elizabeth looked next to her at the girl. She had a blue mohawk, the end was slipped off the side of her face. Her eyes were a dark brown, and she had a leather jacket with spikes. She was basically the complete opposite of Elizabeth, but she didnt care. She was excited to work with her.
"So, I need... Ah, heres the list. Jake, Samantha, and Elizabeth, please go to room 43, on the 3rd floor.
A girl was already waiting by the door. A boy had gotten up and grabbed my arm, he pulled me over outside of the room with Samantha. The three walked up to the 3rd floor and went into room 43.
Inside, there was a group of chairs. Whoever Elizabeth was supposed to be seeing wasnt there yet. Elizabeth assumed the girl was Samantha and the boy was Jake. Samantha and Jake sat down.
"Mr. Lee is always late, just sit down 'till he gets here."
Elizabeth did as told.
"What is this place supposed to be?" Elizabeth asked. The two kids were silent until Samantha spoke up.

"A self help group."