I looked up at the gates ,they were huge steal dad said they were from the 17th century.i was surround by leafless tress,rubbish on the floor, the dark sky threating to rain. I swear to god if it does and it ruins my make up someones gonna die.
Well, i think i should introduce myyself. My names gwendolyn page and im a goth. Yes a goth, GET OVER IT!
But seriously it better not rain.
Wow this is the place my (somewhat) loving parents dumped me.
But what confused me is that what took them so long?
Im have 2 older brothers and 1 older sister. Im youngest and badest of them all. Ive been to juvie for godsake! But oh no!"thats naughty isnt it?" my father says.
Yeah like im bothered.
"you should be like you brothers ans sister .i ahte the way you behave"
That bit?...
It bothers me.
Exsample why me and my siblings are nothing alike.
My dream job, world famous tattoo artist.
All of thiers is a court judge.
They make you wear a wig!
My sister casandra says it makes you look important.
Yeah...sure it does.
I picked up my bags and walked up to the gate . i saw 3 buttons.
Head office
Reception
Student reception.
I pressed the head office button and heard a buzz just before i heard some one speak.
"hello, miss clark at your sevice how may i help?" i couldnt but help notice she had a posh voice.
"hi" i said. "my name is gwendolyn page...im your new student".
Silence filled the air...this reminded me of the horror movies i always watch at home.
Good times, good good times...
"OHHH". I snapped out of my fantasy"gwendolyn page oh yes i will open the gates for come staraight to my office when you in the school premises , okay?"
She hung up befor i could reply. Then the gates creaked opened. I grabbed my bage and took a breath.
Hello grade 11.
At my 7th high school...