Hannah's P.O.V
Why do I have to move?! It's the middle of the school year and everyone will know what form they're in. I'm going to be the odd one out. Again. I'm going to be the crazy girl who's obsessed with owls-
"HANNAH, GET OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW! YOU'VE GOT SCHOOL TODAY!" Mum yelled at me from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'M GETTING UP NOW," I lied before turning over into the soft, warm duvet and closing my eyes. Yes, I've only just moved here and my mum has already got me into a school. It's a shitty little school called something like 'Blacktop High School'. Despite it sounding shit, they have no uniform, so I can't complain about it fully.
"HANNAH GET UP NOW OR YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" My Mum yelled viciously yet again, tugging harshly at my bed covers.
I gave in. "Fine, I'm getting up". I sat up and looked at my old desk chair. My blue t-shirt, grey leggings, belt and owl hat were still there.
"Well, Hannah. Best make a good impression," I thought to myself before eventually gettinv up out of bed. I got changed before looking at myself in the mirror. "You don't look half bad," I smirked to myself. To finish off, I brushed my hair and tied it into a ponytail. I placed my owl hat upon my head and rushed downstairs. I'd onlt just ate breakfast before I was walking to school, my nervousness obvious in my stride. School was only down the road.
Yesterday I'd gone exploring and had found a back entrance into the school gates. I went in that way. Years 7, 8 and 9 were all talking amongst themselves as they waited for first bell to ring. As my eyes darted from one stranger to another, I felt even more like the odd one out. I didn't recognise any of them
"Don't make a fool of yourself and you'll be okay," my brain reassured me. Admist the crowds, one boy caught my eye.