Dork Girl

Tuesday 28 January 2014

Tuesday 28 January, 2014

Oh, I didn't explain why I'm writing in a , urgh.... DIARY. >:-[ It's only because Mum thought it would be good for me to express my... Feelings... whatever that means... She said that middle school is a harsh and difficult time for a little girl. WAIT! LITTLE GIRL?! Anyway, sadly I was in the shock of my life when she gave me a big 2500 paged BOOK. I flipped through it. I saw it was blank. A notebook? A story writing book? "It's a diary." My mum smiled. Wait? DIARY?! Thats when I lost it and said 'OH NO YOU DIDN'T MUM!' but I only said it in my head, not outloud. I was hoping for a iPhone 4S or an iPhone5 or 5S or even a iPhone 5C! But NO! She gets me a DIARY! Anyway, that's off my plate now.

This morning I woke up, got dressed in a purple collared shirt, jeans, socks and my converse trainer-shoe-things, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth and ran outside to the school bus. I was at the door, about to wait, when mum called out "Emma!" She likes my middle name Emmaline so she calls me that. "Yeah? What mum?"
"Have you brushed your teeth?"
"Yes."
"Hair?"
"Um, yes?" Mum looked at me.
"MARTINA EMMALINE DORKSEN! GO BRUSH YOUR HAIR THIS INSTANT!"
"Fine." I ran to the bathroom and brushed my hair... before mum talked to me agian. "Emma, put it up." I stared at her. Put it up? Gee, this was new. I did as I was told and I put my hair up into a high ponytail. Then I said "Bye!" and ran on to the bus. I walked down the walkway in the middle of the bus. All the best seats were taken and everybody stared at me so I sat in the back, alone. As soon as I sat down people looked at me. Girls started giggling, laughing, pointing and whispering at me. But, I ignored. I took out my plain mobile (Seriously mum?- Well, then again, it was hard enough persuading her to get me a phone at all!) and listened to music. Then, half an hour later, I got off the bus and looked at my new school. There were gates on either side, green gates actually, a parking lot with plates saying 'Visitors', 'Principle' and all that other stuff, an office and a fence around the base of the school grounds. I walked through the carpark and went into the office for the second time. The first time was when I had my interview. I walked up to the bench. "Ur, hello." I looked at the smiling face of the Secretary. "Hello, have I seen you before? I don't believe I've seen you here at this school before." I hadn't seen this lady when I'd came before to look at this school.
"No, I'm new,"
"Oh, that explains it. First day here, at a middle school, hey? Well, would you possibly be miss Marina Orksen?"
"Um, I'm Martina (I cringed) Dorksen." I cringed again. I didn't like my name very much. it was to girly and bullyish. I mean, Dorksen? Bully material, right?
"Oh yes, sorry, welcome to the school. I'm Mrs Irvan. Do you like to be called Marti or Martina or Tina?" Mrs Irvan smiled. Tina? That was new. But it seemed like she could read my mind!
"Marti, please, Mrs Irvan." I replied.
"Okay, Marti. Your locker and timetables are here," Mrs Irvan gave me six pieces of paper. "And have a lovely first day!"
"Thanks Mrs Irvan, see you later!" She waved as I ran out the door. I looked down a corridor. After that their was four classrooms joined together. I looked to the right. Next to the classrooms were bathrooms and then another corridor. I ran down, passing grass, trees and a bridge. Library, Computers, here we are! In front of me was four sets of classrooms. I looked left to see music rooms, the school hall and two sets of stairs. I walked past the classrooms. I was in 7MM (Year 7, middle school and Maclay.(My house colour, which is green) It was the first classroom. I walked in the door. Everyone looked at me. That's when I lost it and said 'HEY! What's everyone looking at?' but I only said it in my head. People whispered as I sat down at the back of the class. I opened my desk and put in my books and stuff and closed it. "Welcome miss-" the teacher looked at a list "Miss Dorksen." I flinched and squeezed my fist. That's when four girls looked at me and started whispering and giggling at me. I realised some of them were from the bus.
"Dorksen! What a DORK! Get it? Ha Ha Ha!"
"Look at HER!" I slumped in my seat.
"Everyone. Please be quiet! Miss Dorksen-" AHHHHHHHH! "Is a new student here so please welcome her with warm arms." A few kids snickered and I frowned. Where's a paper bag when you need it! We did the roll and we had a worship thing in the class. Then, the teacher sent us off to our classes. I hadn't looked at my schedule until then.