There and Back

Chapter 3

First day of school and I already know it's gonna be a wreck. When I got on the bus this morning, there were goths, plastics and a lot more. I sat at the front where nobody could see me.

" Hey darlin' you new here?" the bus driver asked.

" Yes, but I can already tell I'm not going to fit in." I said quietly.

" Hey," she replied, " I know how hard it is fittin' in and all, but you'll make lot's of friends."

How do you know, your not ginger. I thought. She talked to me most of the ride even though I didn't reply that often. She commented a whole bunch on my accent. She also asked me where I was from. Once we got to the school, I waited until last to get off.

" Gonna have to get off now." the driver told me, " Good luck and remember to have fun."

I walked out of the bus and looked for the school I had to go to. Elizabeth Barrett, Cochrane High and Manachaban. I walked over to Cochrane High's front doors and poked my head in. It seemed quiet. I got in and went to the office.

" Ah, you must be new here." one of the office ladies said cheerfully.

" Yes." I replied politely

" And whats your name?" she asked, booting up her computer.

" Kristina Roset."

" Ah, yes, you'll be in class 9-3." she told me," she told me, " and your teacher will be mr. Randolph. Here is your locker number and his class number." and she handed me a piece of paper that had my locker number and Mr. Randolph's class number.

" Thank you." I said with a grin as I walked over to my locker.

My locker was a bright orange. The inside had three hooks and a top shelf. I hung up my bag and my jacket and started heading towards class.

" He he," I heard some of the plastics say, " look at her hair."

I started speeding up to stay away from them. I didn't want to get a bad reputation on my first day. I'll yell at them on the second day.

" Hey you!" I heard a girl say. I wasn't sure she was talking to me but I kept walking.

" New girl." I stopped, " Yea, you." she said walking up to me.

" My names Kate." she said as she stuck out her hand.I turned around to shake it when I realised that she was the girl from Walmart.

" Kristina." I said as I took her hand and shook it.

" Listen," she said," sorry about my brother. He hasn't learn't his manners yet."

" It's alright, I have one of my own."

" Oh cool, maybe their in the same preschool!" she said sarcastically, " How did he say sorry to you?"

" Why?"

" The last time he ever apologized to someone he said ' Sorry for making fun of your face'" 

" That's hilarious!" I pretty much screamed.

" Yea I guess it was. Who's your homeroom teacher?" 

" Mr. Randolph.You?"

"Same! Do you wanna sit together?" she asked enthusiastically.

" Sure!" I replied as we started walking towards class. Kate was really nice. She had that ' I'm not gonna take no as an answer' attitude like me. She seemed aggressive yet gentle.

" Are you British?" she asked as we were almost at class. 

" Yea! How'd you guess?" I replied.

"I've seen lots of British people in my day."

When we got into Mr. Randolph's class I got a big surprise. A really tall, crazy haired dude at the front of the class.

" Who's he?" I asked.

" That's Mr. Randolph." Kate replied

I could tell straight away that to day was going to be crazy.