Fantastic Life Of Me

Chapter One: New Beginnings

   "Look at her, so lame,"
"Totally agreed Amber"
"Why does she even bother? She should just drop off the face of the planet. She doesnt fit in here"
"Ugh, she thinks she's so cool, so different"
"Yeah but little does she know, nobody likes her."

     I woke up in tears. What they didn't know is that I did know all of that. They made sure of it. Every. Single. Day. Why did they hate me so much? I never did anything wrong.
    
     All of a sudden, I hear my mother knocking on my door.
"Amelia, are you awake? You don't want to be late on your first day of high school," I quickly wipe the tears from my eyes.
"Yeah I'm up," I replied, "I'll be downstairs in a moment." I survey my room.
"First day of high school," I thought. I sighed a breath of relief, "No more stupid bullies. From now on, only positive vibes." 
I pull back the covers and get out of bed. It's time to finally start the first day of my life.

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     Going to Westview School of Performing Arts gave me a new sense of hope. All I could think about was how great this year was going to be now that I'm at a completely different school with completely different people. No more being an outsider. Here, everyone is like me. An artist.

     As I walked down the halls I felt a little overwhelmed. I had no idea where any of my classes were. I could ask another student, but I don't want to bother anyone. Instead, I proceeded to the office and asked one of the secretaries for a timetable.
"You'll get it in your homeroom class," she told me with a hint of sass.
"Well that's my problem, I don't know what my homeroom is!" I snapped back. If she was going to play this game, so could I. She then asked for my last name and gave me a timetable.
"Thank you" I said politely. I looked at my timetable. I had gym, geography, science, and my major: visual arts. I couldn't help but feel excited. This semester would be a piece of cake.

     I walked out of the office and headed for the gym. This school had a pretty simple layout: the first two floors were shaped like a "L" with the gym at one end and the main doors at the other end on the first floor. The third floor was just a hallway. The cafeteria was in the basment. I think it would be pretty hard to get lost in this school. Im pretty confident that I'll be okay with finding my classes. The only  thing I think I'll have a problem with is finding friends. I've  never really had any, so I guess that will be different.

       As I approached my gym class, I froze as I saw the two people I'd hoped to never see again; Amber and Tessa, my elementary school bullies. I couldn't help myself as I let out a little yelp.

"Ohh hello Amelia," Amber said with a warm voice, "It is such a surprise to  see you," but I knew better, and saw past that fake act, and thought to myself.

This year has officially turned to shit.