The next few days were spent shopping for clothes and school supplies. I wasn't a fan of clothes shopping, but I needed some new clothes for school. We bought our backpacks and everything we needed, well everything we would need for the first day at least, because we would be getting lists of the things we needed from our teachers. Finally it came, the day before the first day of school. That dreaded day where I would have to go into a new school and go to my classes with totally new people without a chance of me knowing a single person. 'I at least hope I get lunch with Melanie so I'll know someone' I thought. As always, the day went by extremely fast. It was already dinner time. Soon, we would be going to bed. "So, are you guys nervous for school tomorrow?" Mom asked. "No, not really, I know I'm gonna make a lot of new friends." Melanie told her. I rolled my eyes. She thought she was so much better than me, just because she had more friends than me. Well excuse me for not being a social butterfly! There was nothing wrong with that, right? My mom looked at my brother. "What about you Zack your gonna be starting 7th grade. Are you nervous?" she asked. He nods. "Yeah I am, but I'm always a little nervous on the first day." he replies. Now it was my turn. "What about you Jazmine?" Everyone looks at me. I shrug my shoulders. "Not really, it's not a big deal, it's just the first day of school. I've been through so many already." I lied. Well technically, I didn't lie, I wasn't nervous, I was TERRIFIED! But I'm supposed to be the bravest one, after all, I am the oldest. We finish eating and now it's time for our little "fashion show" that we do every year the day before school to choose an outfit. Me, Melanie, and Zack always try on all of our clothes for mom and dad and they choose which one they like the best for a first day outfit. It's kinda corny, but at the same time it's not that bad. We were a family, we were supposed to do corny things together. We tried on all our clothes and had our first day outfits picked out and ready for tomorrow. Melanie and Zack would shower tonight. I would take mine in the morning, because it helps me wake up and I would feel all nice and fresh. By the time they finished taking showers, it was already time for bed. We packed our backpacks with supplies(my favorite part, for some reason) and said goodnight to mom and dad. I knew there was no way in heck that I would sleep, I was so nervous already. Like usual my sister and brother fell asleep quickly(still don't know how they can do that), and I'm left awake, my mind wandering about school tomorrow. I must've eventually fallen asleep because the next thing I know, my alarm is going off. I get up quickly and shut it off, the music giving me a mini heart attack. I breathe and let my heart beat slow down, well as much as it could slow down since all I could think about was school. I jumped in the shower. I started to daze off and daydream in the shower like I sometimes did, but I knew that I was on a strict schedule and I needed to follow it. I could easily lose track of time if I wasn't paying attention. I washed myself and then got out and woke up Melanie. She was usually a grouch in the morning but I guess since it was the first day of school she was excited. She got up and started getting ready for school and I got dressed. I walked into Zack's room after getting dressed to wake him up. "Zack it's time to get up, you don't want to be late for the first day." I said, tapping him a little on his back to wake him up. He groaned and then got up. We were all ready on time and my mom drove us to school. She dropped us off at the high school first since it was closer and we had to be there earlier. As soon as I saw the school and all of the people walking into it, I had another mini heart attack. 'I can't do this, I can't do this!' I thought nervously to myself. I felt like my heart was going to burst right out my chest. But being the brave one, I got out and waited for Melanie to get out. She was checking herself in the little mirror. Once she was satisfied she climbed out, and we said bye to mom. "Have a great day guys! And make some new friends!" she called we closed the door. "Ok." We both answered. We turned and faced the school. I felt like I was gonna pass out any moment now. Mom drove away. "Well are you ready to start the first day of our new school?" Melanie asked me cheerfully. "No not really, but do I have a choice?" I replied grumpily. "Nope!" Melanie smiled and started walking. I sighed and walked with her into this strange new school, feeling completely alien. What I saw inside made me dread it even more >.< 'Oh dear god why?' I thought to myself.
I'm working on an update, but I'm having trouble writing it because I feel like people will get offended at what I say, even though I don't mean to offend them...I don't really know another way to write these offensive terms....someone help me?
A/N: Here's another update! I apologize in advance if I offend anyone >.< I don't mean to! ______________________________ I stopped 2 feet inside the school. 'oh no!' I thought to myself. I felt like I had just stepped into another dimension. I looked around, and observed everyone. They all looked like they came straight out of Barbie! 'Great I'm surrounded by preppy blonde barbie girls >.< this is gonna be fun' I thought sarcastically. I looked at them, and then looked at myself. Them, with their flowery shirts, super tight skinny jeans or leggings, and flip-flops and sandals. Oh yeah, and their pin-straight, never a mess hair, and me, with my graphic tee, skirt, Jordan high tops, and really long, curly, dark brown almost black hair. I stuck out like a sore thumb -_-. Melanie didn't though, she blended right in except for the pin-straight hair part. I wasn't really a flip-flop person, I loved my high tops. She, on the other hand, loved flip-flops and hated sneakers. We were complete and total opposites. She was outgoing and popular....I was shy and pretty much invisible. Not now though, I could feel people staring at me, wondering what I was wearing. I could feel my face getting hot. I absolutely hated it when people stared at me, it made nervous and uncomfortable. Didn't they know it was rude to stare? "Come on let's get our schedule!" I said and dragged my sister into the cafeteria, where we were told to pick it up. We waited in line and then when it was our turn, told the teacher our name and grabbed our schedule. We stood off to the side and compared schedules. "Man, not even one class together!" Melanie said, sadly. I pointed to her schedule. "Well we have lunch together, at least. That's the scariest part. If we didn't have lunch together I don't know what I would've done!" I said happily. "Yeah me neither. We got lucky." she replied. Just then, the bell rang for first period. "We'll meet here." I told her. It wasn't that hard of a place to find, we were standing right in front of a statue of a pirate. "Ok." she nods her head and starts walking away. "See you at lunch." she waved and disappeared into the sea of students. "Hmm...let's see......" I looked at my schedule. "First period is Algebra 2......" I mumbled to myself. 'Great, math at 7:30a.m. That's always fun >.<' I looked at the room number, 213, which meant I had to go up the ramp. I made my way to the ramp. I could still feel people looking at me as I walked by them...but I tried to ignore it. I focused on finding my class and getting there on time. I found it quickly and went straight to a seat in the back of the first row. There was no way I was gonna end up sitting in the front. I looked around at the few other people that were already in the room. They were all sitting in one group talking to each other about what happened over the summer. That made me miss my friends even more. More students came in and then the bell rang again. Time for class to begin. While the teacher set up everything at the front of the class, everyone talked to each other. It seemed like I was the only one not talking to someone. I sighed quietly and the teacher began quieting everyone down and introducing himself. "Good morning class, my name is Mr. Miller. When I point to you, I want you to introduce yourself and say one thing you want us to know about you." He said. He kinda sounded like a radio announcer. My heart started beating fast. 'oh no not already >.<' I thought. I sat there thinking about what I was going to say. Suddenly it was my turn. All eyes were on me. "Um my name is Jazmine....." I said quietly. A little too quietly cuz he didn't hear me. "I'm sorry what was it?" he put his hand to his ear. "Jazmine." I replied, a little louder. "Ok Jazmine, and what is your one thing to tell the class?" he asked. "Um, I just moved here." I said quickly. I just wanted the attention off me and onto someone else. "Oh really? Where'd you move from?" Mr. Miller asked. "Massachusetts." I answered. "Wow that's far! Well, welcome to Pacific High, home of the Pacific Pirates! I hope you like it here!" He said cheerfully. "Thanks." I replied, smiling. He moved on to another student, until the whole class had given their name and one thing about them. He passed out papers and gave us a list of the supplies we needed for his class. After that, he gave us free time. We would start a lesson tomorrow. I looked at the clock: 7:50a.m. What that meant only 20 minutes had gone by! It felt like hours! We still had half an hour left. This was gonna be a long day.
Aww love you too! P.S that heart is my favorite color! I find it funny that you picked that one out of all of them