RING RING RING My alarm goes off. I started in the middle of the school year. The weird thing is that the highschool and middle school are in the same building. I don't know why but yea.
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Your outfit^^^ I put my blonde hair up in a loose ponytail and apply light makeup. I don't really need makeup because my skin is clear and I have long eyelashes and nice tamed eyebrows. I run downstairs to tell my mom I'm ready to go. "You ready to go mamcita?" My mom asks me. "Yep" I say as I walk out the door *skip car ride* "Bye mom, I love you!" I say closing the door. She waved at me through the window. I waved back. I went up to what I think is the office. "Uhm, excuse me. Is this the main office?" I asked the lady at the desk. "Oh, yes. Your the new student correct? Athena Thomas?" She said very happily. "Uhm yes ma'am. That's me." I say shyly. She gives me my schedule and walks we to the classroom. As I was walking I saw a boy walk into the bathroom. He was... cute. We locked eyes but I looked away first. I got to my classroom and I was introduced to everyone. Everyone is super nice and loves my style. I'm starting to feel comfortable. *bell rings* I pull out my Schedule and I have science. The classes are mixed with high schoolers and middle schoolers and I don't wanna be seated to some weird pervert. I get to the classroom and immediately notice the boy. The teacher cane over to me and told me to introduce myself. "Uh, well my name is Athena Thomas. I came here from Connecticut and I'm a competitive gymnast." I said nervously. "Oh how cool, my name is Mrs. Robinson and you can sit right next to Marcel. Marcel please raise you hand." He raised his hand and my stomach dropped. Okay Athena, you got this. I walked to my seat and I put my stuff down and was just doodling on the paper the teacher had given us. "Hey." I looked up to see him talking to me. "Hey" I said back tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "I, uh, really like your style?" He said In a questioning voice. "Heh, thanks. Okay, enough of the small talk. What grade are you in?" I say starting to feel a little confident. "Well I'm in 9th, you?" I felt my face drop. I know he only a year older but my mom would never allow it. "Oh, i-I'm in 8th" I say quietly. I looked up and raised my hand. "Yes Athena!" Mrs. Robinson said. "May I use the bathroom?" "Yes you may." "Thankyou" I say getting up.
