*Bunny's pov*
Since I just moved here the biggest problem about moving is... a new school. I have had the experience of having many "first days", but after awhile I kind of got sick and tired of this crap. Every month or so I moved I hated it. I never really had any true friends. It sucks from almost having best friend and, then with a snap of your fingers you don't even talk to each other. Alright I ranted enough this very sucky morning. "Bunny come on its almost time for your first day with the british people, man! Come on!!!" My dad yelled from downstairs. Crap, I was ranting for so long I didn't even realise the time it was 6:20a.m. and my bus comes at 6:40a.m. 20 minutes is good enough for me to work with, as long I don't mess I my eyeliner. I sprung out of my fortress of warmth and out into the frozen tundra of my room. Then made my way to my bathroom. The problem when you just move is boxes are fricking everywhere!! I did get to fnd my outfit l had plan because I made sure I put it right on top of the pile clothes in my box, so when I opened it would be right there. I did the "jean dance" around my room until I could black ripped skinny jeans on. It didn't take as long as though, considering I lost like 10 pounds since the move. I pulled on a white tank then over that red and black checkered flannel. I tied my white converse and, through ball of black and blonde cobwebs of hair into a bun. I never really like brushing my hair considering the fact I have a fear of hair brushes... so I always put it up. I appiled so foundation, concealer, the uasal. Then I tried my eyeliner I winged it and I was so happy I did not mess because now my outfit is so on point! Ha you see way I did "winged it" man, I'm good. After I messed around for fiffteen minutes getting ready I decided I should actually eat breakfast. "Bye mom, bye dad!! I shoutes from the front door. They were probably somewhere they couldn't hear because they didn't reply. I shruged. I grabbed a breakfast bar and was out the door. I made ny way to the bus stop and waited, and as if on que the bus showed up. The brezed caused by the doors was quite chilling. I cautiously got on the bus. Now I can't draw attention to myself I thought. So I tried my best not to be noticed I sat in the very front. Keeping to myself and quietly listening to music. I watched people get on and everything go by so fast finally I arrived at, or what I should start to call it... hell on earth.
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- Raven
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