Punk Meets Pointe||m.c.

02

Outfits lined the floors of my bedroom as I tore through my closet to find a suitable outfit.

Occording to my mother, ballet slippers and a leotard are not appropriate attire to attend public school in.

I finally settled on a pair of dark skinny jeans, vans, and my 'Obsessed is the word lazy use tp describe the dedicated' T-shirt.

I decided to leave my hair down since the water still soaked it from my shower.

"Adriana, hurry up and get your breakfast before you're late!" My mom shouted from the kitchen.

I slung my favorite floral backpack over my sholder, and headed twoards my kitchen.

Today, mum prepared eggs, bacon, and nutella toast.

At most ballet centres, they embarrassingly weigh you infront of everyone and if you gain certain amounts of weight- about 3 ounces, you're not aloud to eat.

That is why many girls have switched to our studio.

I quickly scarfed down my breakfast, leaving only crumbs behind.

My mother stoold to hug me, then ushered me out door.

"Wait one more thing!" She announced, and handed me a small rectangular box.

I opened it quickly to see the phone I've been requesting back for the last three months.

"Thank you so so so so much mum!" i announced and kissed her forehead.

She hugged me, and lightly pushed me back to the side walk.

I decided to walk to school today, so I could get a feel for my neighbor hood. I've lived in  this neighborhood for only about a month or two, but I've lived in Sydney all my life.

I placed my earbuds in and began my treck towards the school that I'm required to go.

Sadly, I'm going to be that girl that shows up at a random time in the year, and knows no one.

The only people in this city that even know me are ballet enthusiast, coaches, and other dancers.

So, everyone will automatically assume I'm not even from Sydney I imagine.

The song 'Lego House' by Ed Sheeran comes on, and I resist the urge to dance along to it.

But, when the allegro part comes along I can't help but contain myself not to sing.

Stuck in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm

if you're broken I will mend ya, and keep you hiding from the storm that's raising onn

I sang very quietly, almost st a whisper, and was vaguely aware of the group of boys traveling behind me.

Suddenly, 'Give Me Love' by Ed Sheeran comes on, and I realize that my 'Ginger Jesus(;' playlist had been on.

Not that I minded, Ed is a god.

The boys beside me suddenly quickened their pace, and their strides matched mine.

I had yet to look up and see their faces, with my luck they would be scary gang members.

You can imagine my surprise as I reach the school gates, and see the extravagant school infron of me.

'Sydney Community Highschool' seemed like a very large, and well put together.

I madw my way into the building, and into the doors that led straight to the office.

I explained who i was, and the fact that I am a new student.

The principal- Mr.Frimer seemed like a sturn, rude man. He told me to take a map and a pass, and figure out my classes.

(her schedule)

Adriana Piper Year 11

1-Maths

2-Science

3-Music

4-Art

5-Gym

6-English/reading

7-History

I quickly scanned room numbers, and found the maths room about one minute before the bell rang.

Of course, the teacher decided to introduce me, causing a crimson blush to appear on my face.

I scanned the room, and saq many boys grouped together, and I noticed a boy with purplish black hair.

The teacher continued the introduction, but I couldn't keep my mind off the colorful haired boy.