The first week of school is always fun, no matter how much you claim to hate school in general. In the first days of classes, there's not much to hate, and besides, the exhaustion doesn't set in until the second week anyways.
It's a great relief to turn in those tedious summer assignments, if your school is as crazy as mine, anyway, and to see your friends again, is, like me, those same summer assignments swallowed your social life in one gulp and kept you locked in your room for hours on end. Then again, maybe your school is more sane.
Anyways, the first week of school is always fun. It's fun to try to pick out the few new faces in your class, always rare, at least at my small high school, and guessing where the new kids will fall into place. Even though my school is built upon "strong sisterhood," being all-girls and whatnot, we still have a hierarchy, complete with goddesses and pariahs.
But enough of that. It's the same as every school to ever be built. Ever. Nothing ever changes. You can cut down the size to just over 500 students, make sure those girls are the best in something, whether it's art, academics, athletics, or whatever, and work them until they're dead, but it's still high school, which in itself has its ups and downs.
But it's like I said before. The first week of school is always fun. Especially when your school does something as outlandish as Hello Day. Seems like a pretty corny name for the most important day at our school, right? But it is fun. Each class has a theme, and comes up with a song, dance, skit, and poster to match it. Everything has to be geared towards the freshmen (or "freshwomen" at our school - it's like "men" is a bad word). More importantly, we get to meet the new members of our class, and decide whether or not to include them in our day-to-day routines. So much for sisterhood.
Author's Note: Okay, so this is my first fanfiction...please don't tell me that this belongs on FictionPress. I know the Glee characters haven't shown up yet, but I promise they will. If this first part isn't life-shatteringly interesting, please bear with me. It goes somewhere, I promise.
Reviews are much appreciated, flames are not (what you could possibly flame in this fluff chapter besides its fluffiness, I really don't know).
Peace, love, and macaroni and cheese! :D