Dad comes charging into my room yelling, “I got the job, I got the job!” Pulling me up out of my chair and full of excitement, my Dad forces me to celebrate with him and Mum. We both congratulate Dad with this significant achievement with a big hug and kiss. That is until they break the news that this job of Dad’s is in a new city! At that moment, the air fell silent, and my mood changed considerably to anger, disbelief and sadness. I began to get furious at this situation they have put me in. They want me to leave my high school? My friends? My soccer team? And the neighbourhood I’ve grown up in all my life?
That night, I lay wide-awake in bed, with my mind filled with racing thoughts. I kept thinking about the new high school I will go …show more content…
I am slightly excited, but the nervous emotions begin to build up within me. School is so much different here. The bells sound like two year olds whining repeatedly, and we start at 8:30am rather than 8:45am. Unfortunately, I was already growled at for being late to my first class on my first day. To make matters worse, it was maths which is the worst subject ever! However, the thing I was dreading the most was interval because I had not made a single friend yet. Walking into the cafeteria by myself was awkward, and all I could see was excusive groups. Who would want me to join their friendship groups half way through the year? In one corner of the cafeteria sat the sporty people, with the musical ones sitting beside them. On the other side sits the artistic, geeky and the popular groups. At this point, I would much rather ditch the cafeteria and sit in the toilet until interval is over so that I do not have to make friends or look like a loser by myself. Just as I am about to exit the cafeteria to run away and lock myself up in a cubical, three girls address me. One of the girls asks, “Where are you going?” “Just to the bathroom,” I replied. Another says, “Well everyone knows you’re new here, and that you have no friends, so why not sit with us?” Totally confused but grateful someone has approached, I say “yes” …show more content…
I soon figure out that I have just become friends with the ‘popular girls’ at Blackstone High called, ‘The Basics’. At my old school, we had ‘The Basics’ too, and they were mean to many people. I did not think I would actually become part of the popular crowd, but popularity does not faze me. I am just glad that I have friends now because apparently in this school, no one lets you become friends with them unless they invite you
That night, I lay wide-awake in bed, with my mind filled with racing thoughts. I kept thinking about the new high school I will go …show more content…
I am slightly excited, but the nervous emotions begin to build up within me. School is so much different here. The bells sound like two year olds whining repeatedly, and we start at 8:30am rather than 8:45am. Unfortunately, I was already growled at for being late to my first class on my first day. To make matters worse, it was maths which is the worst subject ever! However, the thing I was dreading the most was interval because I had not made a single friend yet. Walking into the cafeteria by myself was awkward, and all I could see was excusive groups. Who would want me to join their friendship groups half way through the year? In one corner of the cafeteria sat the sporty people, with the musical ones sitting beside them. On the other side sits the artistic, geeky and the popular groups. At this point, I would much rather ditch the cafeteria and sit in the toilet until interval is over so that I do not have to make friends or look like a loser by myself. Just as I am about to exit the cafeteria to run away and lock myself up in a cubical, three girls address me. One of the girls asks, “Where are you going?” “Just to the bathroom,” I replied. Another says, “Well everyone knows you’re new here, and that you have no friends, so why not sit with us?” Totally confused but grateful someone has approached, I say “yes” …show more content…
I soon figure out that I have just become friends with the ‘popular girls’ at Blackstone High called, ‘The Basics’. At my old school, we had ‘The Basics’ too, and they were mean to many people. I did not think I would actually become part of the popular crowd, but popularity does not faze me. I am just glad that I have friends now because apparently in this school, no one lets you become friends with them unless they invite you