The New Girl

The New Girl

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Ive been living in Eastbourne for the past 2 weeks and i have only just started year 11.I have no friends and nobody to talk to how great is my first day going to be. *Ring* the bell has rang for class i open my locker to find a little year 7 cowering in the corner. " are you alright" I asked politly whlie helping him out.As i turn to the left i notice a geek holding many books. She looked happily at me while saying "hiya my name is Enya are you the new girl?I have been sent to show you around what is your name" sighing in releaf I began to say "hiya my name is Amy and i have just moved here" As I looked back at her she was still looking at me,creeped out, I began to change the subject muttering " thank god you are here I wouldnt know where to go to get to my first lesson" As we wonder into first lesson i was suprised to see a old,hagged teacher sat behind his desk. "H....hello sir im the new girl" He slowly stud up and pointed to the back of the classroom .
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I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.

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