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A foreign experience

Chapter one the move

Bonjur, my name is Patricia Dechanel, I'am 15 years old and I once lived in Paris (Vi, I am French), but my papa has gotten a job in a small hick town called South Park in Colorado.I mean please, I don't know anybody there, but at least I can skate in peace for now.

"We're almost there honey," said papa, "South Park Colorado. I think we are going to have great time here."

I didn't say anything in return, I just sat quietly in my sit until we actually came there.

I stepped out of the car and start looking at the house "Man its big," I said quietly to myself.

"So do you like it?" asked papa."Yes its really big." "Its bigger than the apartment we had in Paris," he added.

Man Paris I miss it already, all my friends are there. Well at least I got out of that High School of my.

I open the trunk and take my bags out of it and started to go in the house.

I went in my new room and threw the bags and me on the bed.

I looked around the room and realize its qite boring whit its white walls, so I started to tape posters on them of my favorite bands.

I went downstairs and I asked papa "When did you intended to enter me in the South Park High School?" "Well I don't know, when do you think on going there?" he replied. "I wanna go as soon as possible cuz I want to meet new friends."

He watched at me and replied in a few moments "Well we can go tomorrow if you want?" "Vi vi." I said happily knowing I'm going to school tomorrow, O.K. it sounds kind of neerdy if you look at it like that but I got no problems whit grades I have mostly As and a few Bs.

I went in my room realizing that I'm going to school tomorrow in the middle of October, but man the cold of the mountain air around here really gets to your bones so I need to put on something warm for tomorrow and than I opened my bags and pull out a black T-shirt whit short sleeves and whit a French flag on it, a gray T-shirt whit long sleeves, my black barretta, a plain dark gray scarf, some gloves and gray pants. Now I was at least ready for the cold.

I was really tires now because all of this moving so I went to bed and fall asleep.

"Bon matin, ma petite fille douce (good morning my little girl)!" I could here my papa saying when he went inside my room.

"Are you awake?" he asked "Because if you're not, you are going to be too late for school." He said that part slowly.

Wait its morning alredy. Man the sleeping went by quick. I looked up at him and ask "Did you at least made breakfast?" "Yes. Its bacon and eggs, some toast and a cup of black coffee."He said happily. You need to know something about my papa, he was a five star chef back in Paris but cuz of some rat problem he lost his job and know he is working at this new French restaurant out of town. I am really happy for him, because he wasn't so happy after he got divorced whit my mother.

I haven't seen her in 5 years can you belive it? But its okey. I stood up and dress in clothes I have prepared yesterday.I went down stairs and see that the dinning table has been prepared for me to sit. I tasted the meal my papa prepared for me and I sad to him "Compliments to the chef!" he looked at me and smiled."Well its time I take you to High School," he said "you don't wanna be late to your first school day sort of ?" he smiled.

"No." I said and quickly eat every thing on the table. Its qite amazing that I am not fat because of my papas cooking, but instead I'm thin and have a great body.

I sat into the car and closed the door and when we drive down the road I saw four boys on waiting on a bus stop. They were laught at the fat boy. They probably riped on him, but who cares I won't probably see them again.

I looked out of the window again and I saw the High School. Man it wasn't so big as ours but that's probably because there aren't so many students around here.

We went inside and gone to the school counselors office. When we went in I saw a man whit an extremly big head and he asked "How can I assist you, m'kay?" my papa said that we have just moved form Paris to South Park and the counselor just replied "M'kay." Than he stood up and he went on showing me school. It was pretty big and then he gave my a schedule whit all of my classes. He showed me the door of my new class and I looked at the schedule and I saw that we had Physics (man I hate that subject, its extremly boring), at least I'am going to break the the class a bit and than I opened the door.

end of chapter one