W Academy Felicia's Story
"I gotta pocket, gotta pocket full of sunshine, I've got a love and I know that it's all mine oh, ooh whoa" I made a sleepy noise and patted around my bedside table until I found my iPhone and turn off the alarm. I carried on snoozling for a while, until my puppy Rosalia started giving me some morning puppy love. Hey, who doesn't like being woken up to the smell of dog food?
"Rosa, your breath is puzzolente!" (Italian for stinky.) If you haven't guessed, I am Italian. Well, I was born there, but I learned American English and have now moved here to New York, and was starting at W Academy that morning.
I stretched and picked up my phone. I leapt out of bed, and run to the bathroom, I had 45 minutes to get there!
Half an hour later, I blow dried my hair franticly, I needed to make a good first impression, and had little time left to prepare. Luckily, I am not the sort who plasters herself in make up every morning, a flick of eyeliner and lip gloss and I'm good to go! I ran down stairs and quickly made some toasted ciabatta with mozzarella and tomato, my favourite breakfast, and left. I nibbled at my sandwich as I studied my little hand drawn map I searched of the Internet the previous night and plotted the route on. Lucky for me, it is only a twenty minute walk, if I take my time. I am a pretty good runner, so punctuality will not be a problem! I put the map away, and rummaged around my satchel for the list of extracurricular clubs at my new school. I had circled dance or cheerleading and track; we did not do things like this at my old school so I was excited to try out. I carried on walking, and stumbled as I walked into a pretty blonde girl. I gulped, thinking she will be like the blondes always are in movies, but was surprised when she reached out and pulled me up.
"Whoa there newbie, you want to watch where you're going, you are new right?" she smiled. "I'm Amelia Jones, what's your name?"
"Felicia, Felicia Vargas!" immediately warming to the girl, she seemed nice, and I am a pretty positive person myself.
"Well then Felicia, I suppose that you are on your way to the student assistance office, they will give you a tour buddy and whatnot."
"Yeah, I guess so; could you show me where it is?" I asked. The school was much bigger than the village school I was used to, and I knew I would get lost pretty quick.
"Sure thing." We walked in through the main entrance and were instantly enveloped in a rush of burgundy uniforms. We walked up the stairs and down the corridor to an office with a sign saying Student Assistance. Amelia knocked and marched right in, closely followed by me. A lady that looked around fiftyish sat behind a desk typing away at her computer, so absorbed she did not appear to have noticed us. Me and Amelia cleared our thoughts loudly and she jumped at the sound.
"Goodness, you scared me girls!" she exclaimed "Oh, you must be Felicia, your assigned buddy will be here any minute. Have a seat!" she gestured to a couch by the wall. We lowered down, but before we managed to the door swung open.
"Sorry, am I late?" A well built blonde guy with a German accent strode in, filling the doorway as he passed through.
"Ah, Ludwig, on time as always! You have been assigned to show around Felicia, make sure she knows where her classes are and all that. Well come on then!"
He stared for a second, before marching over. "I am Ludwig; I will show you to your locker, lessons and help you with anything you want to sign up for." Amelia's eyes lit up.
"Yes that's right! What clubs do you want to join? Ooh, you should join the cheerleading squad! I am the captain, I'm holding tryouts on Friday! Yay, this will be so fun!" Ludwig gave her a stern sort of look.
"I am sure you have something to be doing Amelia?" he deadpanned.
"Nothing much, no. So I can hang with you guys!" she ruffled his hair "Loosen up, big guy!"
Ludwig turned towards me. "Do you have any interest in other clubs?" he asked.
"Yes, I am hoping to join the track team, it looks fun and I'm not bad at running..." I replied. Amelia grinned. "Wow, you two are going to get on well, Ludwig is on the track team!" Go figure, I thought to myself. That is probably how he keeps those muscles so big. Wait, why am I thinking about these things? "Ok, well you can help me sign up then right? But can you show me my locker first?"