Her eyes flickered open, the sun streaming into her new bedroom. She sat up on her new queen-sized bed and looked around. She had just moved house, and she was about to start the first day at her new school, St Hearts. The young girl took in every feature that surrounded her: Her brand new three-mirrored wardrobe; her crisp, white walls and silver marble floor; her new bookshelves that she had filled with her favourites the previous day; her cute little bedside table, and her very soft duvet and matching sheet. It was all very minimalist, but give it a few days and her floor would covered with clothes, books and coat hangers.

She glanced over at her digital clock; waking up at 6:30 gave her plenty of time to get ready. She opened the first slot to her wardrobe and pulled out her school uniform. She changed into her long, white collared shirt, dark blue skort and matching blazer, her striped tie, and the black boots that she had bought back in her old suburb. She was already 5'11, so she bought the boots with the smaller heels. She rolled up her left sleeve to see a glowing, green tattoo that she had had ever since she could remember. She didn't know where she got it from, but she had gotten used to it by now.

She plonked on her firm mattress and grabbed her hairbrush. She pulled all of her long, auburn hair to the front and ferociously tried to get all of the tangles out. The teenage girl decided to straighten her hair today and leave it down, so she grabbed the straightener out of the bathroom cupboard and plugged it in, hoping it wouldn't take too long to straighten it all.

After forty-five minutes she had finished her breakfast and finished straightening her hair. She ran her fingers through and left her hair to float down, resting near her hips. She sat on her bed again and reached for her jewellery box and picked out a pair of sparkling silver, square studs. She put them in her ears and stood and looked at herself in the mirror; hopefully she made a good first impression.

With her bag in her back, she walked out with clean teeth to the kitchen where her foster parents, Amy and Adam, were eating their breakfast. The girl had been living with them for over ten years. Amy and Adam had found her when she was six, and the girl had been living with them ever since, but she had been living with them legally since she was eight. She had had a pretty tough past, but when her foster parents had found her living on the streets all alone and then took her in instead of ignoring her like everyone else, she had been so grateful, and she still was.

"Good morning, sweetie," Amy had greeted her. Adam had smiled at her through a mouthful of food.

"Morning, mum. Gross, dad, never do that again," the girl said through fits of laughter.

"Are you ready for school?" Her mum had asked gleefully.

"I think so! Of course I'm anxious, but what person wouldn't be?"

"Of course. Come on, let's get in the car." Her mum rose from the chair and headed for the front door.

"Bye, dad." She kissed her cheek and hugged him tightly.

"Bye, honey. I'll see you later tonight." The girl headed out the door with a sigh. She didn't get to see her dad much. He was a doctor, so he had many late nights. Her mum was a police officer, so she didn't get to see her much, either.

In the car, she looked out of the window, gazing at the passing trees and buildings. She really wanted to take in everything about her new neighbourhood. She hadn't moved schools before, so this was all very new to her. She was excited to meet new people, even though she was very socially awkward around strangers, but she missed her friends from her old school so much. They promised to text each other everyday, and so far they had kept their word. A tiny part of her wanted to go back home and have everything back to normal, but she was really excited to be at a new school. It would be good for her. A skill like making new friends and talking to new people would be really useful for when she wanted a job, she thought to herself.

Amy had stopped outside the front of the school. She kissed her daughter goodbye and the girl had stepped out of the car, waving goodbye to her mum as she drove off. She turned around to see a very bleak playground. The trees were vibrant, and so were the entrance doors and the school sign, but the ground and the building looked very dull. She had been taught to never make snap judgements about anything or anyone, so she shook the thought out of her head and took a deep breath. She was ready to start her new adventure.

Hey guys, I'm back with this new story, and I know what you're thinking. "Yet another clone? Don't we already have enough OCs?" I promise you guys that this character is different. This chapter is boring because I'm trying to get you guys to know the character (Actions, appearance, relationships with others, etc...) Hopefully you didn't snooze while reading this, and if you did then don't worry, you're not alone ;)
Thank you all for the support :)
Jasmine xx