Chapter 3

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Marching band camp is over...and it's the first day of school. I get there super early and go hide in the bathroom. I'm not sure where to be or what to do. I what for the bell then go to my home room class. I don't know anyone in there either. So basically I go to each of my classes and not talk to anyone till band. Since I have band I get first lunch, which I'm totally okay with, even skinny people need to be fat sometimes. I sit with Amelia and some of her friends. So apparently lunch here is different than my old school, and I looked like a lost puppy trying to figure out what all was happening. Lucky, Amelia was there to direct me.

After lunch was band, and we did absolutely nothing which was pretty awesome. Then I went to English, lucky Amelia is in English with me so that wasn't torture. My day finally ended, which means it's time for marching band. Practice lasted about two and a half hours then finally I get to go home.

"How was your day sweety?" my dad asks as I get into the car. "It was absolutely amazing and I can't wait till tomorrow," I say sarcastically. "Well that's great sweetheart." Sometimes I wonder if my dad understands the true meaning of sarcasm.

As soon as I get home I lay on my be and let the day just sink in. It wasn't too bad, I didn't get bullied and that's always a plus, I didn't get into a fight which is good cause I can't fight, and I saw William. Wait, did I just think that? Hold up, I need to focus on school not guys...I guess that means I better text him right away.

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