Ever since school began, everything seemed to be moving at quite a quick rate.

Sasha signed up for Gamers Club, as well as Poetry and Literature. She got to read a few of her short stories and the others in the club seemed quite supportive of her ideas and progress. Sasha was fine with making friends in her various classes. So far, she hadn't fallen into any cliche pitfalls with bullies or popular kids. The school year seemed promising with the change in weather. Things were getting cooler and days were seemingly getting more and more shorter. The cool breezes and color of the leaves were so euphoric. She loved walking around campus and the neighborhood. 

The autumn season gave her a great deal of inspiration and motivation.

Having James with her in Gamers Club was very fun, they got to meet other like minded people and gossip about the latest news for games and products. It was pretty fun compared to the schoolwork and the other club she had joined. Sasha was weary to join any more since she wanted to stay accessible to her mother when the baby arrived which would be any day now. Sasha was up early, as usual, helping her dad make breakfast for them and her mom. They were eating scrambled eggs and toast while drinking copious amounts of tea, as usual. Sasha and her dad talked about some of the tests she had coming up. Her mother soon wandered out and kissed them both as she made herself a cup of tea.

Sasha's eyes lingered on her mother in a bit of a protective manner but she just went back to eating. Soon it was time to head out and meet up with James as they had been for the past month since school began. She wiped her mouth and ran to brush her teeth quickly. By the time she ran to the door, her dad handed Sasha her things and kissed the top of her head. "See you, bye!" She smiled up at him and skipped outside. She didn't need to look back to know that her dad was still watching her as she crossed inevitable paths with James. "Morning." She said as she always did at the start of each day, just like she'd always say "Night" when they parted ways. "Oh it's going greeeeeat." Sasha flashed a toothy grin. It was going quite well, much to her amazement. "Aw I'm sure it's not utter shite...well maybe just a bit." She teased as they began to walk down the empty road, all those going to work had left a while ago.

"Colouring is always the tricky part cause you can't exactly erase it like you can with a dinky pencil." She said thoughtfully as she peered up at the pale sky. "You gotta help me with the Math and Science tests coming up this Thursday." She nudged him. "I need heeeelp." She whined and tugged at her glasses frames, she didn't really need them because her vision was fine but from time to time, she liked to put them on when she was feeling silly. They were hot pink and caught loads attention for fun. There were people in the class she could ask for help but she decided to bother James before approaching anyone else, they were neighbors after all. As they got to school, it seemed some group of upperclassmen were putting up flyers and decorations.

Why?

Tapping James' shoulder, she jogged over to a baby blue flyer and read it. It seemed there was a big dance in two weeks for the school year's start. The theme was to welcome back returning students, to welcome new ones and to bring in the season of pumpkins and everything magical like that. The letters were deep red and expressed that it was semi-formal and tickets would be on sale this Friday and next Friday. She glanced over to James not sure why the prospect of a dance made her a bit nervous. Not a lot of things made her nervous. Other students seemed to be pushing to take a look so she stepped off to the side by a bush to let the others check it out. "Our first high school dance huh?" Sasha mentioned to James. "Could be fun...dancing, snacks and music!" She spun around and pumped her fist in the air with a bright smile.

Why be worried when you could be excited for something new?

The bell rang and she adjusted her backpack. That was the bell to signal they had five minutes to get to their first class. "Heh, I'll see you in class!" She waved and hurried off to her first class which was English. What a great way to start the day. She could wake up her brain and her heart with reading and writing. Most of her classmates were sluggish and sleepy but she was always wide awake and ready for whatever their teacher wanted them to work on. The rest of the day went by smoothly. Lots of kids were talking about the upcoming dance when she ate lunch with her friends. A few of them were already gushing about who they wanted to ask them but Sasha just shook her head, not wanting to worry about finding someone.

She and James met up for Math and Science and Art was last on the list. As the bell rang to let them out, she packed up and wandered over to see what he was working on. "Not bad." She told him. Of course she was mighty proud of hers so she wouldn't say much on the subject since she knew James wasn't happy with his so far. "It's Art, how can they fail you for trying? It's all subjective right?" She offered as she went to wash her hands and get her things so they could head to Gamers Club. Her other club met on Tuesdays and Thursdays while the Gaming one met on Mondays and Wednesdays. "Someday we'll be Seniors walkin' these halls, I can't wait. I mean that's in four years, four years ago, we weren't even in Middle School." Time was funny like that. It always amazed her. "We'll never be Freshmen again, not until university..." She shrugged and put her hands behind her head as they walked, her hands messing with her wavy blond locks.

[i]'I should grow my hair out.'[/i] She considered as they walked along. [i]'I'd like that, lots of girls have long hair and pretty clothes...'[/i] Her musings trailed off as they passed by the vending machines. "Oh, want anything to eat? I'm kind of hungry and thirsty." She paused and pulled her backpack around so she could fumble for some pence. "If not, you can go on and I'll catch up with you there." Sasha muttered as she kept hunting down her coins. [i]'Where the bloody hell are they? Never around when you need them.'[/i] She pouted slightly as she finally found some money. She'd need to ask her dad for some more, also to buy a ticket to the dance. Of course she wanted to go, regardless of friends or some sort of...date. It seemed logical to her, that if she wanted to go, she would go.