That Dreadful Day

chapter 2

The next day I woke up and realized it was the first day of school. We all know how my first days go everyone staring at me and me tripping over nothing.

30 minutes later....

I went to the bus stop and got on the bus stop.

"Can I sit here" I asked a girl. She dark hair, she has big round glasses. "Sure" she said looking at me up and down with a shrug.
5 mins later...

"We are here at paperback high school." Shouts the bus driver.
I got down looked around Paperback high school (PHS). I walked to the front office and there was this middle aged woman with big rimmed glasses and gray hair. She gave me my schedule with a smile. "Here you go sweety" she said cheerfully. When I took a look at my schedule, I realized my hoomroom is math and I hate math with a passion. Unlike other Indian people.*stereotype*

The bell rung and I rushed to the class which I thought was class 617. Everyone in the classroom were staring at me like I am a cookie monster trying to steal their cookies. Btw I love cookies! The teacher came up to me and he looked like a giant. "What's your name" he questioned. "Anika Khatari" I mumbled barely above the whisper. He checked the list of students and said " I think you're in the wrong class" he said firmly." Ohh this isn't math." I said and ran out of the class.

Finally, I found my class and sat in the back of the class and noticed the girl from the bus. I smiled at her trying to make friends and she looked away.

Soon the class was over we didn't do much. The teacher very boring I almost fell asleep. I saw that girl again,I rushed to her and said "hey what is your name." "None of your business" she snapped at me and walked away. Why was she friendly to me in the bus and wouldn't talk to me in school? That's strange!

Thanks for reading chapter 2 we hope you enjoyed I wrote this with my bestie @booknerd1715.