Dynamic Diaries

Chapter One: The First Day

Monday, October First, 2012

Crap. There goes my alarm. What time is it anyway? Seven. AM. What a good way to start the day. NOT. I yawned, getting out of the bed. I got up groggily, going to my closet and put on a pink shirt with a blue heart on it. I put on some pink jeans as well. Going to the bathroom, I brushed my brown hair and blinked my pale blue eyes. It was straight, so I put a headband up to vary it. "Ashley! Breakfast is ready!" My mother called. Sighing, I went down the stairs of our good-sized house. The walls were like clouds. I ate my breakfast-- some grilled cheese. Going back upstairs, I had time to kick a soccer ball around.

Then I ran out the door, and walked to school. I gaped as I walked to the entrance. It was huge. The walls were an ice blue color, and the rest, such as trimmings were white. It's as if you visit the 'School Where the Movie Frozen Took Place.' On the front was white wolf motif, with a blue swirl under each eye and the eyes were blue. In big, blue letters with a white line above and under it, it read 'Rocky Mountain Arctic Wolves.' I shook off the shock, and entered the front doors, then turned to the front office. I quickly picked up my schedule. Math was first, then Language Arts, then History, then Woodshop & 3D Printing, Art, then History, Science, then finally, there was Creative writing. Let's see here... Locker number, locker number. Come on, where is it? Ah, here it is! Locker 456! Good, the combo is under it. I walked to my locker, out my plethora of school supplies in there. I first put a rack for my stuff to be seperated. There were some Five-Star notebooks, a couple binders, some graph paper, some graph paper notebooks, a few folders, and some regular notebooks. As well as some books to read. Then I put a pencil cup on the side, filling it with red pens, blue pens, black pens, and mechanical pencils.

Next thing, to get to the class. I ducked under kids, leaped over them, made sure I didn't get pushed around, whatever. They should have an Olympic sport for Highschool Hallway Racing. It's that bad. Anyway, I finally got to class. I was paired up with another kid, apparently by the name Jade. She seemed nice catching me up on it, but then again, the teacher was watching us the whole time. Then came equations. Now, math is hardly my strong suit. So, I had trouble solving them. And Jade was just calling me dumb, dumbass, stupid, and retarted. Like I was a dog.

I sighed as that class was over. Then came lunch. Horrible. Her and some friends, Maya, Sammy, and Jenna picked on my. "OMG," shrieked Maya, "Her pink shirt! It was out of style yesterday!" "Look at that headband, it classes with Jenna's shirt!" Added Sammy. I really didn't head Jenna as I walked away.

The bell! Yes, now it's time to get out of school!