Emily fiddled with the hem of her brand new uniform skirt. Her mum had been chattering about how great the classes and teachers were the whole car trip, it was driving her crazy. Northside Girls College was one of the oldest schools in the area, and Emily's mum had gone there when she was a girl, so there was no end to the stories her mum could tell.
At least this uniform looks okay. Emily speculated, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. She had spent all morning fussing over the white blouse and navy blue blazer and skirt, it hadn't changed it much. The blazer was second hand, and itchy, and the skirt had previously belonged to a much shorter girl, it sat a few inches higher than what Emily would have liked. She tugged at it, already embarrassed about how much leg was showing. Its not like there are any boys here to impress!
Emily stared in awe as her Mum pulled over in front of the school. The school was huge and stone, Emily felt a nervous lump rise in her throat, she had always had the same friends all through school. Everyone had always known who she was, and now she would know no one, and no one would know her. She gave her mum one final glare as she silently grabbed her bag and jumped out of the car. Her mum called out after her, "Be GOOD!" and then pulled back out into the typical morning traffic.
With one last awkward tug on her skirt, Emily turned away from her mum and headed towards the main entrance.
Its the middle of term, everyone will already have friends.. I'm going to be that awkward new girl with no friends like in the movies.. I'll probably sit alone at lunch and everyone will laugh at m-"OOPH!!" she yelped, tripping on a ledge in the cracked and uneven pavement. She stumbled to her knees, her backpack slid up her back and hit her in the head. Humiliated at the snickers of a few students around her, she picked herself up, ignoring the scrapes on her hands and knees, and stormed off towards the information office. Oh my god, I hate this. I hate this school.
At least this uniform looks okay. Emily speculated, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. She had spent all morning fussing over the white blouse and navy blue blazer and skirt, it hadn't changed it much. The blazer was second hand, and itchy, and the skirt had previously belonged to a much shorter girl, it sat a few inches higher than what Emily would have liked. She tugged at it, already embarrassed about how much leg was showing. Its not like there are any boys here to impress!
Emily stared in awe as her Mum pulled over in front of the school. The school was huge and stone, Emily felt a nervous lump rise in her throat, she had always had the same friends all through school. Everyone had always known who she was, and now she would know no one, and no one would know her. She gave her mum one final glare as she silently grabbed her bag and jumped out of the car. Her mum called out after her, "Be GOOD!" and then pulled back out into the typical morning traffic.
With one last awkward tug on her skirt, Emily turned away from her mum and headed towards the main entrance.
Its the middle of term, everyone will already have friends.. I'm going to be that awkward new girl with no friends like in the movies.. I'll probably sit alone at lunch and everyone will laugh at m-"OOPH!!" she yelped, tripping on a ledge in the cracked and uneven pavement. She stumbled to her knees, her backpack slid up her back and hit her in the head. Humiliated at the snickers of a few students around her, she picked herself up, ignoring the scrapes on her hands and knees, and stormed off towards the information office. Oh my god, I hate this. I hate this school.