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"Alice, honey, time to wake up", my dad said as he carried me to the bathroom and sat me in the chair. This is something he had done every morning since I started going to school. I was a hard sleeper and not a morning person, this was the only way to get me awake. "I'm off to work. Bye sweetheart," he said kissing me goodbye.
Ugh. Today is my first day at my new school, Forks Christian School. It's the middle of the year and I'm going fifth grade. My little sister Cynthia is going to K4. I got up and brushed my teeth then combed my long brown hair. I'm kind of scared about this new school. I didn't know anyone. I hope I don't get picked on. At my old school I used to get picked on for being so small. I walked to my room and picked out my clothes. I decided on my light pink cable knit sweater and jeans. It was hard to find clothes for my age since I wear a size six in kids. After I was dressed I put on some light pink lip gloss and light pink eye shadow. I grabbed my silver purse and my pink backpack and headed downstairs.
My mom and sister were in the kitchen eating cereal. I sat down at the table and ate my captain crunch. When we were finished I helped my mom clean up. "Alright girls, time to get going. You don't want to be late for your first day of school." We all got into the car and headed to school.
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As we parked at the school and were walking towards the front door I could really feel the butterflies beating against my stomach. We walked Cynthia to her class first. She ran right in and started playing with the toys. Oh how I wish I was still that young. Little kids had nothing to worry about. We were now walking towards the fifth grade classroom. "Mommy I'm scared", I said. "Don't worry sweetheart. I know you'll make friends quickly. Everyone loves your personality", Mom replied. As she said these words I knew they were true. Most people loved me. There were just a few rare people who picked on my size.
My mom knocked on the door and my new teacher Mrs. Workman opened it. When the door opened I quickly assessed all the faces staring at me. None of them looked scary. My mom told me goodbye. I stepped in the classroom and the teacher introduced me. There was a chorus of hello's. I said hi and glanced around the room. The teacher led me to a seat beside a girl with dark brown curly hair, chocolate brown eyes and pale skin. "Hey, I'm Bella." "Hi, my name's Alice." I turned to face forward and my heart stopped. There in front of me was a blonde boy, with tan skin and blue green eyes. He was beautiful. "Hey Alice. I'm Jasper." I blushed, "Hi". I looked to my right and there was a blonde girl, with tan skin and blue eyes, filing her nails. She had unbelievably long legs. She noticed my gaze and turned to smile at me. "I'm Rosalie Hale.", she said and resumed filing her nails. "Alice Brandon", I replied."
"Alright class. Time for P.E.", the teacher said. Bella grabbed my hand and we went to line up. The P.E. teacher, Coach Stewart came to our door to take us to the gym.