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"Here we go," Serena thought as she walked through the doors of her new school. "America, here I come."
Serena Livingston had just moved from England a couple of weeks ago, and was now entering Bradly High School in Evanston, Illinois as a Sophomore. Everything was happening so fast, she couldn't believe it. She woke up every morning and was surprised that she wasn't still in London. She missed her home, her friends, and her school. Although Evanston seemed like a nice place, she couldn't help but feel extremely alone as she walked past the unfamiliar faces in the hallway. This place was huge! She couldn't believe how many kids went to this school - almost 2,000! Her year alone was supposed to have around 600 students. Back home there had only been 100. Serena had no idea how she was going to meet anyone.
Bradley High School was exactly like the schools she had seen in the movies. Lockers lined the halls, there were a few security guards hanging around, students were meeting up with their friends and calling to each other. A boy walked by Serena with blue, spiky hair, ripped jeans, chains, and piercings on his nose and eyebrow. Of course, Serena had seen people dressed like this before, but she was shocked that it was allowed in school. If anyone had come to school like that in London, they would have been sent home immediately. She herself was wearing a simple pair of jeans, with a white tank-top and blue hoodie.
Snapping out of her thoughts, she started to look for the office. She spotted it down the hall and walked inside. "Hello," she smiled politely to the woman sitting behind the front desk. "My name is Serena Livinston and this is my first day here. I just moved from London."
"So I can hear!" the lady practically shrieked. "I just looooove your accent dear! Well isn't that exciting! How do you like it here so far?"
"Um, it's a very nice town..."
"But of course it is! You're just going to looooove Evanston and Bradley High School, I know it! My name is Ms. Halio. Hold on a second, dear, while I look you up." With that she turned to her computer. "Okie, here we go," she said after a few seconds. "You're in locker 216B, on the second floor to your right, and you're sharing it with....Lita Anderson. Here's your locker combination and your class schedule," she handed Serena a paper she had just printed, "and the classrooms are pretty easy to find. If you need any help though, feel free to come back here and ask! Do you have any question?"
"Not that I can think of -."
"Great! I hope you have a wonderful first day, dear!"
"Thank you for your help." Serena left the office in a bit of a daze. Ms. Halio had certainly been...exuberant. She walked up the stairs and found her locker almost immediately. Everything did seem to be easy to find here. It was all in order. She looked at the little piece of paper with her combination and started fiddling with the lock, but it didn't work! She tried again, still to no avail, and was just starting to get frustrated when -
"Hey!" someone said right in her ear. Serena jumped and almost dropped her books. "You must be that new chick from London. I'm Lita, your locker partner. Nice to meet you!!" Lita was tall and gorgeous, Serena thought. She had long blonde hair, almost as long as Serena's, and beautiful brown eyes. She was wearing jeans and a long sleeved, dark green shirt. Serena thought maybe she was a model.
"I'm Serena, nice to meet you, too," she replied after getting over her initial shock.
"Oooooooh! You're accent is to DIE for!" Lita squealed. Then suddenly noticing Serena's predicament, "Oh here, let me get that. This locker can be a bitch sometimes." She opened it on the first try. "You'll get the hang of it in no time. So how do you like Evanston?" They both started putting their books away.
"Well, I've only been here for two weeks, but it seems like a nice place so far," Serena replied.
"I'd just kill to go to London," Lita said, "but Evanston isn't bad. There's enough stuff to do most of the time. And Bradley is pretty cool, too. Hey! What classes do you have?"
Serena looked down at her schedule. "Ummm...I have English first, then Algebra II, then gym, lunch, Orchestra, US History, French, and Chemistry."
"Who do you have for Chemistry?"
"Mrs. Melitano."
"Ouch, she's tough. But she's ok if you get on her good side. Did you say you have English first?"
"Yes, with Mr. Bronco."
"No way! So do I. Awesome, we can go together and you can meet my friends Amy and Ken. I think we have lunch together, too. You all done in here? Lets go. Oh, I can't wait for you to meet Ami, she's super sweet and - hey what are you doing after school today? A group of us were going to hang out at..."
As Lita continued talking while they walked down the hall, Serena finally started feeling a little bit better. Maybe she wouldn't have such a problem meeting people after all. . .
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"Here we go," Serena thought as she walked through the doors of her new school. "America, here I come."
Serena Livingston had just moved from England a couple of weeks ago, and was now entering Bradly High School in Evanston, Illinois as a Sophomore. Everything was happening so fast, she couldn't believe it. She woke up every morning and was surprised that she wasn't still in London. She missed her home, her friends, and her school. Although Evanston seemed like a nice place, she couldn't help but feel extremely alone as she walked past the unfamiliar faces in the hallway. This place was huge! She couldn't believe how many kids went to this school - almost 2,000! Her year alone was supposed to have around 600 students. Back home there had only been 100. Serena had no idea how she was going to meet anyone.
Bradley High School was exactly like the schools she had seen in the movies. Lockers lined the halls, there were a few security guards hanging around, students were meeting up with their friends and calling to each other. A boy walked by Serena with blue, spiky hair, ripped jeans, chains, and piercings on his nose and eyebrow. Of course, Serena had seen people dressed like this before, but she was shocked that it was allowed in school. If anyone had come to school like that in London, they would have been sent home immediately. She herself was wearing a simple pair of jeans, with a white tank-top and blue hoodie.
Snapping out of her thoughts, she started to look for the office. She spotted it down the hall and walked inside. "Hello," she smiled politely to the woman sitting behind the front desk. "My name is Serena Livinston and this is my first day here. I just moved from London."
"So I can hear!" the lady practically shrieked. "I just looooove your accent dear! Well isn't that exciting! How do you like it here so far?"
"Um, it's a very nice town..."
"But of course it is! You're just going to looooove Evanston and Bradley High School, I know it! My name is Ms. Halio. Hold on a second, dear, while I look you up." With that she turned to her computer. "Okie, here we go," she said after a few seconds. "You're in locker 216B, on the second floor to your right, and you're sharing it with....Lita Anderson. Here's your locker combination and your class schedule," she handed Serena a paper she had just printed, "and the classrooms are pretty easy to find. If you need any help though, feel free to come back here and ask! Do you have any question?"
"Not that I can think of -."
"Great! I hope you have a wonderful first day, dear!"
"Thank you for your help." Serena left the office in a bit of a daze. Ms. Halio had certainly been...exuberant. She walked up the stairs and found her locker almost immediately. Everything did seem to be easy to find here. It was all in order. She looked at the little piece of paper with her combination and started fiddling with the lock, but it didn't work! She tried again, still to no avail, and was just starting to get frustrated when -
"Hey!" someone said right in her ear. Serena jumped and almost dropped her books. "You must be that new chick from London. I'm Lita, your locker partner. Nice to meet you!!" Lita was tall and gorgeous, Serena thought. She had long blonde hair, almost as long as Serena's, and beautiful brown eyes. She was wearing jeans and a long sleeved, dark green shirt. Serena thought maybe she was a model.
"I'm Serena, nice to meet you, too," she replied after getting over her initial shock.
"Oooooooh! You're accent is to DIE for!" Lita squealed. Then suddenly noticing Serena's predicament, "Oh here, let me get that. This locker can be a bitch sometimes." She opened it on the first try. "You'll get the hang of it in no time. So how do you like Evanston?" They both started putting their books away.
"Well, I've only been here for two weeks, but it seems like a nice place so far," Serena replied.
"I'd just kill to go to London," Lita said, "but Evanston isn't bad. There's enough stuff to do most of the time. And Bradley is pretty cool, too. Hey! What classes do you have?"
Serena looked down at her schedule. "Ummm...I have English first, then Algebra II, then gym, lunch, Orchestra, US History, French, and Chemistry."
"Who do you have for Chemistry?"
"Mrs. Melitano."
"Ouch, she's tough. But she's ok if you get on her good side. Did you say you have English first?"
"Yes, with Mr. Bronco."
"No way! So do I. Awesome, we can go together and you can meet my friends Amy and Ken. I think we have lunch together, too. You all done in here? Lets go. Oh, I can't wait for you to meet Ami, she's super sweet and - hey what are you doing after school today? A group of us were going to hang out at..."
As Lita continued talking while they walked down the hall, Serena finally started feeling a little bit better. Maybe she wouldn't have such a problem meeting people after all. . .
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More extensive author's comments next week along with a new chapter. Reviews would be great! Thanks.