School's starting tomorrow. Of course, almost every single kid would be mad and frustrated that their holidays were at a dead end, but I was glad to show everyone the new me. *tomorrow* Big hoop earrings. One charm bracelet. A bead necklace. Then..a white shirt, a black silk vest-thingy, silver ballet flats. A short Elle Love pink skirt. When I went down, Sephana frowned, but then smiled. I guess that meant," Approved. Looks strange, but approved..all the same. " Plus my new blond-pink waist-length hair(thanks to a new haircut, and hair extensions), discovered cheekbones, gone fat and no more Ugly Mari, I looked pretty cool. "Bye Seph!" I was going on the school bus, I was fourteen now. Sephana was fifteen. Boo. I climbed on, and everyone stared at me, and I heard someone say," Who is she?" and some whistles. I smiled. I sat next to a pretty dark-brown hair girl, who had sharp cheekbones and full heart-shaped lips. Her eyes were chocolate-brown, just like her hair. "Hi. I'm Marianna." Selena had moved to Brooklyn during the summer. Major boo. "..." I realized she had her earphones plugged in. "Hi! I'm Marianna Tanberry. And you are..?" I said a bit loudly. The whole bus heard. I blushed red, and the girl beside me smiled, and took out her earphones. "Hmm?" "Oh! I was just saying, who are you? I'm Marianna Tanberry. " "Camille Exprese. " Her name was Spanish..and pretty. "Are you Spanish?" "My dad is. My mom's American. " "Mm. What are you listening to?" Suddenly, a girl with strawberry-blonde hair, icy green eyes, and slim figure looked up at me. I admit she was pretty, but she looked mean. "Ahem. " She coughed, and her accent was Italian. "Jemimah! How good to see you..again!!" Camille smiled. "Yez, mez too. Whyz the girl zitting here?" Jemimah turned her icy eyes into me, and if looks could kill, I'll be dead. "She wanted to. I'm so sorry!" She apologized, and Jemimah looked me up and down. "What'z wrong with yourz outfit?" She smirked.
I noticed Jemimah was wearing a white Chanel tank top, with a green jacket casually pulled over her shoulder. A beautiful white diamond belt was slipped elegantly around her slim waist. Did I mention that I was going to a rich private school? For extremely rich people? I had gotten a scholarship a few months ago. Light blue designer jeans, and they looked fabulous. Her shoes were Chanel, too. Her blonde hair was wrapped into a beautiful bun. A diamond necklace, a golden charm bracelet. All of it screamed," I'm a girl, I'm hot, I have style, I keep it casual, but I look awesome. " I looked to Camille. She was listening to her iPod again, oblivious to us. She was wearing a long-sleeved ruby red shade of dress, and black leather boots. She had a pair of cylinder earrings on, and her hair was held up by a simple butterfly clip, looking simple but beautiful. Oh God. I glanced at my outfit. "What's wrong with it, Jemimah?" "Sparking or orange?" A girl with the label "Westcrost Academy" on her uniform stopped at us. Did I mention the bus was air-conditioned, every seat had its own mini TV, and it's own slip-out food tray? "Excuse me? I should be the one served!" a snooty voice came, and I knew who it was already.