Monday 1st September. Homeroom.
It's the first day of tenth grade, I feel like this is the start of a new beginning, a chance for me to showcase my real stardom. Last year the Glee club was run by a very rude and inappropriate man, Mr Ryerson. Luckily I dealt with him, well, Mr Figgins did. But I was the one who got him fired, thank goodness for that. Anyway, hopefully some 'Arts' program will come up, like the school musical, (that I will get lead role in) and I will become a star at my school. Right now, I'm not the most popular girl in school, I guess, but you just wait… just wait. Just wait until I get my name in lights, they'll all be working for me. Mrs Franks is calling out the role. Most of the jocks and cheerleaders are in this homeroom, they all hate me. But I know it's just because they are jealous. Also in my class is that gay kid, 'Kurt', he's wearing some hideous designer outfit which was obviously made for a girl. I guess I can't be too hard on him, he's even less popular than me. At the moment he seems to be reading a magazine called 'Strength'. Well, 'good luck with that' is all I can say. He is so skinny; you could cut paper with him! Oh god, Jacob is staring at me. Jacob is my weird, blogger, geeky stalker. He follows me everywhere, and he just stares at me through his huge rectangular glasses. I'm surprised he can actually see through his mop afro hairstyle. Talking of hairstyles, 'Puck' the mohawked football player threw a slushy over me as I walked into school. Luckily, I was wearing a raincoat so my new clothes weren't ruined. I am so happy he's not in my class. Oh! There's the bell! I'm off to maths, cya.