First Day of School

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I dreamt that I was drowning and was too tired to try to swim up. I hear a siren from below and know that it's a ship. I hate sunken ships they always creeped me out. I want to swim up but I'm just too tired. The siren gets louder and louder as I sink deeper, closer to the ship and suddenly I wake up, breathless. I hear my alarm blaring next to me somewhere. I frantically feel around for it under my blanket and find my handphone. I squint at the bright screen and manage to switch the stupid alarm off. My nightmare comes back to me and I shiver in the fear. It felt so real like I could feel the cold water around me and the choking. I lie in bed calming myself down and catching my breath. Finally, when I'm somewhat close to calm I get up and switch on my laptop. Tristan is already online on Skype. He calls me almost immediately 

"Morning" I greet. The sight of his face chases the lingering feelings of my nightmare. 

"Good morning Sunshine." He greets yawning.

I roll my eyes at him. 

"First day of school. You ready?" 

"Do I look ready?" I asked him

Tristan looks at me, "If today was wear bed head and PJs to school day then yes, you are" He said smiling.

"Ha-Ha, I'm gonna go already," I say to him. 

 "I'll meet you at school. Everything will be fine." Tristan reassures me.

"Yeah, okay. see ya later" I say and end the call. 

The drive to school is short but I am a nervous wreck. You'd think that five school changes would have made me confident but it was the complete opposite. I can't stop tapping my leg and I just want to run or plug in my earphones. That's what I did in schools three and four. Having the school near to you doesn't help, I just get there faster. I get out and look at the big red building that will, hopefully, be the last school I have to go to. I turn to see my father drive off in his black Mercedes Benz. Then look back at the school. There are kids everywhere. Freshmen, Sophomores, Juniors, Seniors. Tristan and I were Juniors while Jasper was a Senior. Tristan was seventeen though and I was still sixteen. I look around at the groups of people around the outer area of the school. They all seem to fit in and at ease. Everyone was either laughing or hugging each other in joyous reunion. I look round for Tristan and Jasper. I don't see them. I look at my handphone and they haven't texted me. They're probably running late. I text them and tug at the sleeve of my blue blouse. 

This school is like any other ordinary school. It has a front yard and a car park at the side. I think I saw the field on the other side of the school. As I walk up to the doors, many pairs of eyes follow my every step. I hope I can blend in as a freshie. My height is not in my favour though. I look down and walk. Hoping the main office is not hard to find. I push open the door and am welcomed by rows of lockers and kids blocking the corridor. They were all goofing off and having fun. Some guys leaned against the locker and were watching everyone. There were the typical beautiful girls. I walked straight looking up only when doors appeared in between lockers. I was looking down and walking when I bumped into someone wearing grey sneakers. 

"I'm so-" I begin to say looking at grey-sneaker-owner's face. But it's only Jasper. 

"Watch where you're going" He teases giving me an annoyed face. I roll my eyes at him and smile glad to see a familiar face. 

"Hi" I say to him and Tristan.

Tristan pulls me into a hug and I regret not dodging. He squeezes me and my stomach starts to scream at him and me. I forgot to ice it to numb the pain. Shit. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around him. I bite my tongue to not yelp in pain.

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