Chapter 3 "first day"

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As I was trying to hold back my tears, the bus stopped. I looked out the window and was surprised that I was already at the school. It only took about 5 minutes from my house to the school. At my old school I was sitting on the bus for 15 to 20 minutes. As the bus driver opened the door she said "Have a good first day, I'll see you at 3:00." I then took a couple seconds to realize that she was a very nice women. I should go say thank you or at least give her a smile before I walk off the bus. When I realized that I needed to get out of my thoughts, everyone was standing up rushing out of the bus. I sat in the middle of the bus so I was literately in the middle of a fight just waiting to happen. Everyone was pushing and shoving me! I even felt Someone trying to unzipper my book bag, as if they wanted to steal something.

When I got off the bus I just starred at how big the school was. I didn't realize how long I was standing there looking at the school till the kid that threw a spit ball at me pushed me. It's my first day and I already have a bully. I started to walk through the doors on my new high school. Everyone was staring at me...probably because I have mud all over my clothes from falling in that puddle. I started to explore the school, it was so big I got lost like 20 times. I finally found my locker after 10 minetes of looking. These lockers were so different from my old lockers. My old lockers had a key you had to bring to school everyday...it was kind of a pain in the butt. My new lockers had this like combination type thing, like it had a bunch of numbers that you had to turn. I dont even know how to explain it, I just know it was a lot different than my old lockers. *RIIIIINGGG* Oh crap thats my bell im going to be late! I didnt even know how to open my locker.

I worked on opening my locker for 5 minutes, then I decided to give up and just go to class. As I walked into my first class everyone stared at me even worse than earlyer. I looked at my eacher with a scared face hoping she woulnt yell at me for being late. She turned to me and said "You must be the new kid, class say hello to Anna Miller." As I turned to the class expecting Hello's or even a smile, everyone just giggled and whispered to their friends. I felt humiliated. My teacher then introduced herself as Mrs Remald, she was my math teacher. I then introduced myself and took a seat next to this really pretty girl. I sat next to her and gave her a smile. Big mistake on my part. She gave me such a dirty look and laughed right in my face. I turned to my teacher and ignored all the students. I geuss you could say I was good at math. I didnt really have a problem doing math problems. 

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