I felt the tears prick my eyes as I stood staring at my reflection,I looked a state in my new school uniform. Nothing fitted me properly,and to top it of we had a yellow custard coloured blazer and tie with a purple edge.my hair looked just awful sticking up and out.I just couldn't bare going to school like this "Come along Isabel, you'll be late" "Mum I can't go to school looking like this just look at my hair" At this point I was bawling like a baby and never even noticed my mum fussing with my hair until she spun me round.my hair actually looked pretty nice by the time she was finished. I still didn't want to go,I never had much luck with school.I couldn't make friends only bullies.it's even worse starting a new school half way though a year.everyone already has found there friendship groups so you don't really fit in with anyone and your left standing all by yourself.but maybe this time it will be different,I know it wouldn't be true,but I wanted it to be so bad that I actually believed it would for a second.Then I reached the school gates.Jet black with the school Moto imprinted on it.there were fleets of kids entering giggling girls,stupid boys all in groups laughing and staring,staring at me As I new they would.I took a deep breath,blinked the tears back and flung the car door open,being careful not to fall over as I got out. I could feel there stares,all eyes were on me,the new girls.u could hear some of them muttering hurtful comments about my clothes then bursting out with laughter.I did my best to ignore it,but it's hard. I could feel the tears welling up inside me.looks like this school would be no different than the last.