It's the first day of grade 11.

Jamie was very nervous.

She went home schooling like since grade 6.

She was very shy, and had very low self-esteem.

She couldn't speak up to anyone.

Everyone got the wrong idea, especially her bullies which made her quit school.

She had a knot forming in her stomach as the clock tick-tocked 'till she had to leave for school.

Jamie was pacing back and forth in the living room biting her nails as she did so.

Her mom worried about her actions said, "Honey, you will be just fine. I mean the bullies did tick you off, but remember this is not the same school.

Have some confidence sweetie. :) After all, you are always a smart, great kid. I know you will just do fine. :)"

"No! I can't! Why can't I just home school! I'm going to fail in life! My grades will fail! I will be a loner! Basically, an EPIC fail!" Jamie declared angrily.

Her mom was speechless.

Yes, she knew how much low self-esteem her daughter had since she got bullied.

To be honest, she was very worried about Jamie.

I mean, VERY.

She tried to believe in the positive sides, but being a negative thinker she couldn't help it.

What if my daughter gets bullied again but, worse?

What if she fail grades?

What if she gets no friends?

All these questions were whelming up in her head until she realized they were late for school.

"Hurry up, Jamie! We are late for school! You should have been prepared and told me the time!"

Both of them scurried hurriedly out of their house.

Her mom was very irritated.

Seriously, getting late for the first day of school!?

Ugh, sometimes she didn't get her daughter at all.

I mean I do know she's nervous and all but, she needs to keep in track of the time!

It was HER school, and she had to be responsible.

Jamie was looking out the window with a blank expression.

She had so many thoughts rushing through her head like a tsunami.

What if... I... don't survive after all...?