If I'm going to a new school against my will to become a "lady" I would act different I would be bold, out going instead of my usual try not to get noticed in school. No more people asking me how I was doing or giving me pity because I was there. I had made a plan and I was going to stick with it.I finished packing, I went back to my dresser to look at my schools uniform, how odd my old school never gave us uniforms they let us wear whatever we wanted to. Okay I thought the uniform might not be bad or terrible. OH how wrong I was, The uniform consisted of a white button up shirt, a black tie, black nylon stockings, and a black skirt that went to my fingertips when i had my arms down. A skirt, A SKIRT! My uniform had a skirt! Skirts are stupid and restricted girls from doing things. A stupid stupid skirt ugh! I groaned I really needed to get over the idea of skirts, at least they weren't the hideous dresses aunt Batrice make me wear when going to some "formal" event at a friends house. Shaking my head I put back the uniform on the dresser and walked out of my room. Going into a strait and narrow hallway that led to the stairs. As I walked down I couldn't help but remember the times Will and I used to slide down the railing. I giggled and decided to give it ago. I pooped myself up on the railing, my legs by the stairs incase I had to hop off it. I moved my hands, I was off wind went through my hair. I was laughing so hard, but the fun came to a stop. I had reached my destination, I was at the end of the railing. I hopped off the railing and landed on the ground. I walked into the dining room, where my aunt said she would be. "Nova, what was all that laughing about?" She questioned me. "I, Um, I" I had no idea how to explain. "That doesn't matter right now, Nova come sit down and I will tell you about your school." My aunt said while picking her food. She began speaking about the school, but I paid no attention. I didn't care where it was located, how it became a school, or if the school had expectations of their students grades. To be honest this all seemed super pointless. "I will be dropping you off at a train station." My aunt said, okay so the school is somewhere in Scotland and I'm taking a train, am I going to Hogwarts!? "Aunt Batrice, by any chance am I going to Hogwarts the school for witchcraft and wizardry?" I asked hopefully. "Who do you think I am Dumbledore, of course I'm not sending you to Hogwarts, It doesn't exist." My aunt replied snootily. Way to break a girls heart I thought. " I know, I just thought it would be a funny thing to joke about." My reply was as awkward as a baby giraffe walking for the first time. My aunt glared hard "proper lady's do not joke, Proper boys don't like 'funny' girls." My gaze hit the table, she had jabbed me and I didn't know how to respond verbally so I nodded. " That's what you always respond with or I don't know, My rules are not hard to follow. They are there for a reason." she had said firmly. "Why, why is it so hard for you to follow them." I didn't respond, I didn't want to, if I spoke she would cut me off and yell at me more. "Well," She asked. " I don't, I didn't think." "You never think nova, It's all about you and how your doing. You never once think about how you affect others." "I-" I was cut off by me choking back a sob. Tears threatened to streak down my face and make a statement say that I wasn't okay. I was human, I was weak. Those things I had Promised myself. I would not let anyone see. I could not afford to be looked as weak. I am a girl I look weak as it is I could not prove them right.
