A/N:
Hellooo people :D
This is my first fanfic, like, ever. So no hate :3
If I misspell something, I'm sorry .-. I turned my autocorrect off because it got on my nerves :L
Soo enjoy the story x)
~Lexiღ
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"Echo!" my mother exclaimed. "How many times have I told you to not fix your hair at the table?"
"Mom, I'm sorry. I'm in a rush!"
Once I was done braiding my black locks, I slipped on my orange fox beanie.
I had decided on the outfit to wear for the first day in America-
Watercolor pink sandals, peach colored skirt, watercolor pink tank top, covered by a light brown cardigan.
No, I was not the fashionista of America, but it was something to wear, right?
I grabbed my light brown bag from the back of my chair.
"Mom, are you ready?" I asked her.
"I've been ready, darling. Let's head to Crest Falls!" she replied.
My new school that I'm beginning is Crest Falls High. I'm going into eleventh grade but I'm currently the age of sixteen, possibly the youngest to be in my class.
Once we pulled up to my new high school, my mom noticed a tear form in my eye.
"Echo..." my mom said, looking into my eye deeply,"how do you think you'll handle new surroundings?"
"Oh," I said, wiping my eye,"I'm not sure how people will treat me or think of me, but I'll be fine I bet."
"That's my girl." my mother said, giving me a hug. "Now, how about we go inside and sign you in?"
*Inside the school office*
"Full name?" the lady behind the desk asked.
"Echo Lynn Jewls" my mom replied.
Ugh. I hated my name. I only liked Echo.
"Age and birthdate?"
"She is currently sixteen years old. Her birthdate is December sixteenth, nineteen ninety-eight."
"That is all, thank you." the lady behind the desk said.
She handed me a card saying what classroom I needed to go to.
"Well, I'll see you this afternoon, Echo." said my mom.
After a hug, I walked out of the office.
"Ok... so class eleven B.." I muttered to myself.
After walking up many flights of stairs, I finally found a classroom with a B.
As my hand made contact with the door knob, I wondered, Should I knock? Should I just walk in?
Then my thoughts were interrupted.
"Ok, Mr. Thompson! I'll be right b-"
I stood there, frozen.
"Excuse me?" I spoke out.
"Yes? May I help you?" he responded.
"Is this class eleven B..?"
"Haha, no. This is class TWELVE B. You went up an extra floor."
"Oh, okay. Thank you."
Well, great. I went up an extra floor on the first day.
I went down one floor and found eleven B.
Here goes nothing..
"Excuse me?" I said as I walked in.
A/N:
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