Today was the day. I just knew it. I would finally face my fear. Going to a new school.. With new
people. I had gone to a school in Montana named East Wendall. It was a nice school.
Nice teachers, nice students, and nice after school activities. I have to start eighth grade at
Greenclove middle school. Their mascot is a leprechaun, which would make sense because
the school is called Greenclove. I had to move because my mom got a new job here in Colorado.
Since she is a single parent she is trying to get a job with good pay to raise my brother, sisters,
and I. Tomorrow I start school. At my old school I didn't have very many friends. Hopefully now,
people will like me. I just hope. I don't want to be that girl that gets bullied constantly anymore.
I would get called names everyday. Such as, skank, slut, whore, and more. But now I can
start fresh.
My mom is making my siblings and I some dinner. Macaroni! My favorite! My mom makes it from
scratch, which is the best. "Hey hunny" my mom says as I walk into the kitchen. "Hey mom"
I say back being polite. "How long till dinner is done?" I ask. "About another five minutes"
"Okay" I say. I walk out of the kitchen and walk upstairs into my bedroom. My room is the
biggest out of all of the rooms, and I don't even have to share, which is nice. I open my
closet door to find out what I am going to wear tomorrow. I decide I should look nice because
it is my first day. You know, you gotta look nice on your first day. As I'm grabbing my shirt my
mom calls me down for dinner. "I'll be down in a minute!" I yell.
I walk downstairs and into the kitchen. When I walk in all i see is a half empty pan of macaroni.
My brother eats a lot. "Sorry..." My brother John says. "It's okay, I'm not that hungry anyway"
I say back. I sit down in my chair and grab a plate. I reach for the macaroni and grab a spoonful.
I plop it on my plate. Next, I grab the hotdog. I set it on my plate even though I know I won't eat
it. I never really liked hotdogs. My mom sits down with us. She normal doesn't but today she did.
"Mariah, can you pass me the ketchup please?" My mom says. "Sure!" My sister mariah says.
Before my mom could even start eating my brother was back for seconds. He can eat a lot and
never get fat. I take three bites of my macaroni. And ask to be excused. "Are you sure? I made
you macaroni, it's your favorite." I'm sure mom." I say as I leave the kitchen.
I go upstairs and take a shower for tomorrow, even though I'm going to end up taking a shower in
the morning. After I get out of the shower I brush my teeth and put my pj's on. It's just a t-shirt
and shorts. I go downstairs and say goodnight to everybody. I walk back upstairs and get in bed
and just sit and play on my iPhone until I fall asleep. My mom walks in and says "hey hunny,is
something wrong? If there is.. You can tell me" "no mom, nothing is wrong now goodnight." I say
as I pull the covers up over my head. "Turn the light off please on your way out, thanks." "Love
you mom" I say. "Love you too Afton, goodnight" she shuts off the light and leaves my room.
My alarm wakes me up in the morning at 6:00 o' clock. I shut it off and go back to sleep.
My mom comes in and wakes me up at 6:30. "Afton it's time to get up" I get up and walk her to
the door. I shut the door behind her. I walk over to my closet and pull out a t-shirt, some
skinny jeans, and my black converse. I go take another shower. Then I get dressed and move on
to my hair. My hair is a mess. I walk over to the mirror and grab my brush. I start to brush my hair
but it's not going straight. I decide to straighten my hair. After my hair is done I put on my
makeup. I apply the eyeliner and then the mascara. "Five more minutes!!" My mom yells up the
stairs. "Okay!!" I yell back. I go into the bathroom and brush my teeth. Then I look in the mirror at
myself. I-I actually look pretty. I walk downstairs and into the living room where my mom is sitting
on the couch. "You ready to go kiddo?" "Yes mom." "Okay, then let's go." We walk to the door.
As I open the door I say.... "Today is the day:)"
*****Okay so this is the first chapter, I know it may be bad. I'm sorry. I'm not that good of a writer.
My friends told me I should write a book so I did. Please comment and tell me what you think of the first chapter. I will keep writing if I get good feedback. Thanks.
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The New Girl
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl who has moved to Colorado from Montana starting a new school.