A New Beginning

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by birdiecheergirl

by birdiecheergirl

I lay on my bed, worried. For the first time ever in my life... I'm going to a new school. It seems so difficult to think about how i left all the people I knew, all my best friends, and most importantly... all the good memories of my life there. " Mia," my mom says softly while she enters my room, "I know this is something new to you, but sometimes we have to try new things. Its the way life is sometimes." I get up and look at my feet trying to find the words I want to use. "I know, it's just all of my friends and family are still back in Nebraska, and here we are all the way in Tennessee... I don't know anyone here." My mom looks at me like she feels sorry for all the things I worry about. " Well, you were well liked at your old school... so who said people won't like you even more here?" I nod my head in agreement, "You're right, but what if the people aren't the same?" My mom sighs, "Honey, sometimes we just gotta hope for the best." She hugs me for a few seconds then goes back outside my room. This is one of the scariest moments of my life. In the morning, I am going to a place I barely know... but like my mom said, I just gotta hope for the best. I get out my phone and play music until I fall asleep.

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The next morning I wake up. I smell the scent of my mom's cooking crawling through the bottom or my bedroom door. "Mia," my mom shouts from the kitchen, "time for school!" I sigh, "Yeah I know, be down in a minute." I go over to my mirror. I just stare at myself for a minute. I see myself walking into my new school, and all the people around me are staring saying " Who is that? Is she new here?" It makes me feel like I don't belong here. Even though I cant get that thought out of my mind, I continue to get ready. I put on a grey tweed sweater and a pair of jeans ripped at the knees. Then I put on my converse, "Not the most formal, but it looks good." I mumble to myself. I pull my hair to the top of my head and do a quick knot to create a cute, yet messy bun. I then dragged myself downstairs with my backpack and all my other school stuff. "Oh, look at my baby going to a new school." Oh no, this can't get any worse. "Mom, don't you think I'm a little too old for you to talk like that? I am in 7th grade." She nods her head with a tear running down her cheek. "You are right, there is no need to embarrass you this way." I give her a thumbs up while I take the very last bite of my toast. "I think I'm ready to go." I say when I finish, even though that is a lie. "Okay, have an amazing first day... just remember to be yourself." I give my mom a hug and walk out the door. I am about half up the sidewalk and I hear a voice coming from behind me, "Hey, are you new here?" GREAT...