Adapting To The Change

Chapter Three

The next morning we were woken up by a very disturbing loud noise. Scarlett and Victoria jumped out of bed while I groaned loudly.

I hadn’t gotten to sleep till around one last night and it wasn’t because I was packing, I just sort of felt homesick and being in the same room as a mean girl didn’t help. Also I had bumped into Scott in a humiliating way, AGAIN. And I had revenge to think about for that jerk. I know it’s a bit childish and everything but I couldn’t care less. The only positive thing was that Victoria appeared to be nice and she did sort out differences last night.

I groaned loudly again when the loud noise blared into my ears again, probably signalling the lazy ones to get up or else.

I tumbled out of bed literally because I forgot I was in a bunk bed and banged my head quite hard on the floor. Scarlett came in from the shower with a towel around her and on her head laughing down at me.

I glared at her and picked myself up heading towards the shower. I had quite a long shower forgetting that I was in boarding school and had to attend lessons in like ten minutes. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the nearest towel that I saw, it wasn’t mine but I had left mine on my bed and the towel was clean.

I walked out of the shower room hearing another bell. What was with the bells all the time?

“That bell means Breakfast,” Victoria told me. She was all dressed and clean and I wondered how she managed to get ready so fast.

Usually it takes me about an hour or two to get ready, no joke.

“Oh okay,” I mumbled, rushing to vet ready now.

Scarlett and Victoria both said bye to me then and left, well Victoria said bye and Scarlett just nodded. I decided then that I was going to find Scarlett’s nice side even if it killed me.

I was 100% sure I would miss breakfast with the rate I was going so I thought that I might as well take my time anyway.

I sat down at my desk with my towel still wrapped around me and pulled out my make-up bag. I don’t usually wear it; I just thought that being my first day and all I should just make myself look a little nice.

It took me exactly fifteen minutes to do my make-up and I was not impressed considering I hadn’t put a lot on. But I guess it took so long because I had managed to jab mascara in my eye.

Which, I must say killed.

I had put a touch of foundation and a tint of pink lipstick on. Once I was happy with my face I grabbed my ugly uniform out of the wardrobe and groaned.

No matter how pretty the make-up had made my face the uniform just ruin it because it was completely hideous.

I put on my black trousers, which was the only nice thing about the uniform and put the rest of it on including the blazer.

I heard the bell go indicating breakfast had finished and class would start in ten or so minutes. Well I think that was the bell was for. Little did in know that I was completely wrong.

I packed away my make-up that was spread out on my desk, for no reason because I hadn’t used much of it and then I picked up my school bag and walked out of the room.

I strolled down the hallway to the end of the dorm and waited for at least two minutes before opening it. I was trying to prepare myself for the first day and like I said before I thought I had ten minutes till class.

When I realised no one was around I started to panic, like before when I was sure that I was lost.

I felt like screaming, this school was going to be so hard to get used to.