Broken Promises (girlxgirl)

Chapter 5

I went back up to my room, put on some make up and found my details for the school. "Lexa we need to go" Idra yelled up the stairs, I ran down carrying my bag and made my way to the car. Are you joking... she owns a Tesla, well I'm not complaining. I jump into the passengers side of the car and watch as the huge metal gates swing open. It was weird not being able to drive here, its not like I couldn't. I actually like to think I'm a pretty good driver. But for now I guess I have no choice but to be driven around everywhere.

We pulled up in front of a large building, It looked pretty new, not too bad for a school. I thanked Idra for ride and jumped out, heading up the path to 'Westlodge Seconday School', sounds posher than my old high school. What If all the people there are stuck up, they're all going to have posh English accents so I'm going to stick out even more, let alone because I'm the new kid. Just what I need when I'm on the run. As I enter the school, kids pass me by looking me up and down. I already stand out since they're all wearing school uniform and I'm jeans and a baggy shirt. I pull out my details and make my way up to the reception where a lady greets me. "Hi I'm here about enrolling" I say in an unsure voice. I hand her my paper work and she looks through making notes and signs a form.
"Okay, I'll need your signature here and here. Then fill in these questions and that's it. Welcome to WestLodge secondary school" she says in a sarcastic voice. She seems... nice. I look over the questions, just the usual name, gender, birthday. Simple questions, however its not that simple for me. I fill in the name section with a shaking hand: Lexa Woods. That's my name, Lexa Woods from now on. The old me, Alexandra Woods is dead. She never existed...
"Go make yourself comfortable over there and I'll bring you your uniform and time table", I didn't think it would be that easy to sign up for a school but here we are. I wait in the corner watching the kids go by running to their next lesson, some hanging around in the corridors.

I'm sure they're probably all judging me. I mean, I don't blame them, I would be if I was them and honestly I'm low-key judging them. In a way I have to. I want to make friends but I need to be careful, I need to make the right friends. If I end up in a bad crowd who knows what would happen, that the lat thing I need right now.
All I want is to be happy again, to have a normal life again. Isn't that what everyone wants? We're all just humans trying to be loved, trying to fit in with everyone else.
Let's just hope the people at this school aren't that bad, they can't be that bad can they?

I look up to see the lady from reception hobble over to me holding a bag containing my new uniform and time table. "You'll start tomorrow morning and I'll need you to bring in the money for your uniform, these things don't come for free you know." I replied with a short "okay, thanks" and she went off back to her desk. Texting Idra to come and pick me up on the way out I abruptly hit my head and drop my phone. For gods sake I think to myself, I swear if I've smashed my phone. I bend down to pick up my phone only to be handed it back by an un happy face. "Look where you're going next time" the girl said. Someone's having a bad day. She flicks her long black hair over her shoulder and marches away with a small brunette girl behind her. Okay then, this seems like a lovely school I think sarcastically to myself.

Once back at Idra's, I pull out the uniform and stare at it for a while. I never had to wear a uniform back at my high school so this seemed weird, like I was some posh private school girl. It's plain white shirt, grey jumper, black trousers and red and white tie sat laying across the bed. Just as I go to check my time table Idra walks in with a blank expression, "what a lovely school uniform, isn't it smart?" she says. Pulling a face I laugh, "I've never seen something so ugly" I reply. She gives me a small smile, the first I'd seen all day. "Why don't you go and explore since you've got school tomorrow?" Idra asks, she's right. I should probably get out and look around since I'll be living here from now on.

I pack a bag of snacks, a portable charger and my Polaroid and head out. Not having any idea where to go, I wonder around the streets for what feels like at least an hour until I come across a park. Regents Park, never heard of it. All of the trees were shades of orange, yellow and maroon and the grass was covered with colourful leaves too. Fall is my favourite time of year, the colours of the trees, the frosty mornings and the nights spent by the fire. It was nearly Halloween, in a week actually. Every Halloween when we were young, Anya and I would dress up and run around the neighbourhood trick-or-treating, seeing who could get the best candy. I miss how simple things used to be, how happy we used to be. I find a spot under a tree, sit down and pull my earphones out of my bag. I plug them in and watch the clouds as they pass me by, the fall leaves as they fly through the wind. It was about lunch time and I was starting to get hungry again. I pull out a packet of ready salted chips and continue people watching and listening to music. So far, life on the run seemed pretty simple, but what I didn't know was that soon all of that would change.