Thursday, 28 January 2010
10:50:55 PM (GMT)
"Day one of 3 miserable years starting 3, 2, 1."
The dirty yellow bus stopped right in front of me. The glass doors opened,
inviting me to my doom. I walked in slowly . The large, grumpy looking woman nodded
at me as i looked for a familiar face. I look around the many colored and permed
heads and notice a dark skinned Indian that was Komal. Naturally she was reading
some huge book. I almost ran past the sea of knees to where she sat.She put down her
book and help me put my books on the floor."Thank you.I almost panicked out there."
whispered to her.
" You saved me to. I thought i wouldn't know anyone on the bus. I'm re-reading
Harry Potter." Smiling at me.We talk for a while, mostly about our soon to be
torture.The bus stops at a familiar place, near where I used to live. No one I
really know is there, just one old friend. I look around, noticing middle school
buses were NOTHING like in the movies. No paper flying, yelling, just quiet talking
and occasion friends talking loudly if one was in the back and the other In front.
My mind goes blank for the rest of the bumpy ride.Then I see The large, two
floored building, meant to be a teaching domain. But instead is a drama scenario. I
rushed off to avoid hallway traffic. My heart jumping underneath my blouse, my jeans
swiftly walking up the crowded stairs.I walked into the homeroom number on my school
sheet, 201. I walked slowly toward the group of confused kids in the front, not
knowing their seat. I walk toward a familiar girl with thick long bronze hair, in
her usual fashion, leggings,skirt and tight shirt. She turned around and smiled at
me. I smiled back. The teacher told all of us our seats. In front of me a extremely
tall boy with glasses, to my right My friend Kristen, to my left a asian girl with a
lot of pimples, and behind me was a snooty overdressed girl with acne so bad her
forehead looked like it had rash.
" Hello class. I'm Miss. Kelly." The teacher said, flipping her short blond
hair that framed her heart shaped face. she was pretty and immensely tall.Then
again, everyone was tall to me, I'd always been short,a bad combination with my
porkiness. I wasn't fat, I just sorta jiggle. My thoughts raced and, a short time
later, the bell rung. I walked out the door and my body bumps into someone. I fall
"Hey you!" an angry male voice says. Uh Oh.
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