I am Artemis Stella Dawnshade, I am 16 years old and I go to Goode High School in New York City. I have curly brown hair and green eyes. My dad said I got them from my mom, whenever I asked about my mom my dad said that she was a gardener and I looked just like her.
I slam my hand down on the snooze button as my alarm clock goes off, the only thing I look forward to today is joining the gardening club. I eased myself out of bed and walked sleepily into the bathroom showering and changing into this:
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I went to the kitchen and grabbed a apple, picked my backpack up off the floor and said goodbye to my dad before leaving and sprinting to the bus stop. When the bus stopped a block away from school I got off and jogged the rest of the way. When I made it inside the school it was 7 minutes till class started. I heard the oh so familiar ringing off the bell and rushed like the other students to my first period class, Math. I took a seat in the front row, in each row there are 4 seats. Since I have ADHD and Dyslexia I did my best to listen and right down notes as accurately as I could. After 3 dreadfully long periods and a break it was lunch and after lunch the gardening club! I rushed out of Chemistry and to my locker quickly spinning in the code and shoving my floral backpack in, then slamming it shut and hurrying to the cafeteria lunch line. I got in line behind a Korean girl and clutched my money in my left hand. When I had paid for my pasta and salad I walked over to an empty table and sat down. After a lonely lunch I threw away my trash and walked outside and over to a large gated section. A lamented sign read 'The Gardening Club '. A dozen or so boys and girls were on their hands and knees planting and watering in different places. I took a deep breath. "Hi I'm Artemis Dawnshade I'm here to join the gardening club" . I said. A boy with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes came up to me. He handed me a clipboard and pen. "Just write your name down here and welcome to the club, I'm James by the way" . He said. I quickly scrawled down my name and handed him the clipboard and pen.
At 4:00 pm the bell rang and I pushed myself off the ground saying goodbye to the other members of the gardening club and going to the girls bathroom and washing the dirt off my hands before grabbing my backpack from my locker and catching the bus home.
