//"Forgotten Memories"//~H.S

"Stranger to this Place"

Today was my first day...First day in a school in Cambridge..not first day in Cambridge....I woke up early and headed towards the bathroom...I brushed my teeth had a quick shower and got out...I change into a light blue shirt and some blue denim jeans and wear my sneakers....I tie my hair into a french plait and tie it up...Chase (my pet dog) comes towards me and I ruffle his hair...I grab my bag,my glasses,my phone along with my headphones and of course my Diary! I wear my sneakers and head downstairs....I see Mum and Edward sitting in the breakfast table....I go join them....

Mum: Morning Sweetie...

Stella: Morning Mum....

Edward: Morning sissy....

Stella: Ya...Morning Ed...Mum is Liz awake?

Mum: Not yet...I'll wake her up after you guys leave...

While having my breakfast I feel a tug on my legs.....I look down...It was Chase...He jumps on my lap and I hug him... I finish breakfast while petting him...I wear my sneakers and get ready to go out...I take my bag and my phone and head outside..

Edward: Umm...Stella are you sure...

Stella: Sure about what?

Edward: Sure you'll go alone?

Stella: Oh C'mon Ed...I'm 17 and this is Cambridge! I've been to this place many times while I was younger ...

Edward: But that was only sometimes during your vacations...

Stella: Relax...I'll be fine....

I wave Goodbye to Mum and Edward..
I take my bicycle and start peddling it towards my High School..

~Timeskip~

I finally reach my School...Cambridge  High School ...  This placed looked huge.... A quick cold chill ran down my spine... New School...New Teachers...New Classes and worst of all..New Bullies...I look down and sigh... I used to come here with my friends (that's when I had friends)  I still miss  those childhood days..That beautiful time when I was a sociable and a happy cheerful butterfly soaring around in the air ....But then Mum decided to go back to my hometown Yorkshire...I hated school in Yorkshire...It was horrible....I used to have a big group of close friends in Manchester ...But in Yorkshire I was all alone...I never really had friends...Bullied by others because I was too shy to speak up...I was prone to depression from a very young age...But it wasn't a severe case..Everyone saw me as the "Shy-Mouthless-Geek-Weirdo" girl... I knew I was didn't like being an introvert but I was forced to be one...I had no choice...Being an introvert meant..Lying on the grass....Letting your hair flow with the wind...a simple frock...Glasses...To fill it all up an imaginary bestie to share your problems with like (in my case then it is my diary)....I am a mix of both of these...I know how it feels to be an introvert and an extrovert cause I've been both at different times...

I entered the Compound...It was bigger than the place where I did my first 2 years of  Schooling in...I was looking around trying to find my way around...I see everyone gathering around a Huge notice board...I try jumping and seeing what was written..I'm really short you see? I give up and patiently waited for everyone to finish their work...After a huge part of the crowd had dispersed I finally scan for my first hour...Mathematics was my first class...It was in Room number....246...

I started finding for my class....Everyone was in their own group of friends...in their own world..I could already see a few students giving me these weird looks...I tried avoiding most of the dirty looks from people...Uhhh!! I couldn't find my class....Suddenly I bump into someone