I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. Groaning, I pulled off the sheets and got ready for the first day at school. I looked out the window... rain. I groaned again. I will never get used to this weather. I made my way downstairs and walked straight out the door. I didn't want to put up with Josh this morning.
I heard my Mum yell "Have a good day, Hun!" I just raised my hand, thanking her, not bothering to look back.
The walk to school was filled with sideway glances at staring neighbours, whispering and rain. In the distance I spotted the school gates, with loud chatter and bells ringing becoming more audible. The big buildings surrounding me were intimidating; as if the staring wasn't enough. I made my way to the schools entrance and opened the doors. Surprise, surprise... more staring and whispering. I ignored it and sped up the pace to the office. I received my timetable and walked to my first period, English. I took a seat near the front of the room. I could feel the eyes burning holes in the back of my head.
The teacher introduced himself for the start of the new year, Mr Pierce. He seemed nice enough. He wasn't looking at me like I was some alien. Suddenly a figure jumped in the entrance of the room, giving me a fright. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Pretty. There were some whistles and snickers coming from the back of the classroom.
"You're late, again, Ms Silver." He said, not looking up from his papers.
"Sorry, Mr Pierce, some douche knocked me over." I smirked at her comment.
"You can sit over there." Mr Pierce said, pointing to the chair next to me.
She rolled her eyes and dropped her books on the desk. She plopped down in her seat slouching, not taking any interest in the lesson. She took a quick glance over at me. She shocked me by turning her body fully in my direction.
"Hi, I'm Emily." She said with a smile on her face. She looked flustered from her entrance into the classroom. Her breathing was still unsteady.
"Sam." I replied, mimicking her actions.
"Oh, I know. You and your family have been all my mother talks about, it's kind of annoying." She smirked and turned back to the front of the classroom. She looked over at me again and gave me a comforting smile.
By the time lunch began, I was starved. I was thankful for the timing. It was a bitter sweet moment for me. I could eat, but I had nowhere to sit. I bought my lunch and turned around to the many tables filled with groups of friends enjoying themselves. I spotted an empty table in the right corner. I sighed and walked defeated over to the table. Until someone grabbed me elbow and dragged me away.
Before I understood what was happening I was faced with a table full of smiling people. I turned next to me, to see who pulled me away. Emily. She had the largest grin on her face.
"Guys, this is Sam." Emily announced to the unfamiliar faces. They all smiled and waved at me. I awkwardly waved back.
I was thankful for Emily's actions. Even though we only spoke about 10 words to each other, she was kind enough to welcome me into her group.
Throughout lunch I found out a lot about the strangers who had now become my friends. They asked me questions about my life in Australia and I asked them about their childhood and their friendships with each other. By the end of lunch, my cheeks started to ache from how much I'd been smiling.
The last period of the day, Art. Something that I enjoyed very much. On my way to class, Jeremy, one of my new found friends ran up beside me and whispered in my ear.
"Where ya off to?" He asked.
The notion scared me and I jumped at the close proximity. I've learned that Jeremy was very outgoing and fun-loving. He began to laugh at me reaction. After he composed himself, he repeated the same question.