Dear Emi,
It feels weird not going to high school with you, and living in a new place takes a lot of getting used to. Being in a new school takes getting used to too. Did you know that some nut job decided that pink would be a great color scheme for the walls? And basically the entire building too. I'm not sure if this is the aesthetic sense of rich people or if some powerful colorblind person decided on the color and no one could contradict them. The uniforms are crazy too. You would have liked them- or maybe not since you were always into that anime-school-uniform cosplay vibe. Bright canary yellow dresses with huge sleeve puffs and a full skirt was not what I was expecting, neither was I expecting bright blue blazers for the guys. It was hard to stifle my laughter when I was walking through the halls- it was like watching a bunch of yellow ducks swimming through a bright blue kiddie pool. I hope all rich schools aren't like this, though I suppose I'll never know.
Apparently I'm also not the only transfer student. During class introductions, I heard someone say they came from a different middle school. (Hamari Juriyama? Hinako?) I can't really remember but at least I'm not the only newbie on campus. She wasn't wearing the uniform and no one called her out on it, so maybe I won't have to wear this stupid yellow dress either? I hope so because this is the most ridiculous I've felt since the time you roped me into cosplaying as that guy from Doki Doki Remorial or something like that. I am never doing that again.
Something that really bothered me was they were referring to the other transfer student as a commoner. It's not like they were saying it in a mean or rude way- or well, most of them weren't- it just seemed like a way to refer to a group of people for them. I guess that's what you and I (are) were. It feels really surreal to know that my mom is rich after living middle class for my whole life so I can't be considered a commoner anymore. And speaking of my mom, I'm not really sure how I should be feeling about her. She did leave me to live with gran when I was two so I don't really remember much about her, but now she wants to come waltzing back into my life? Should I forgive her for (abandoning) leaving me? I mean, I get it. When dad died she couldn't support a two year old kid, and she was really young too but she should have at least tried. And now, she's back and married and has kids and also wants to take care of me again? I wish you were here so I could at least have a friendly face or someone to talk to this about but I guess this letter will have to suffice.
On another note, maybe it's better that you're not here because I have a really bad feeling that you'd be drooling and fangirling over my brothers. Yeah, I have brothers now, apparently. Two older and one younger by a few years who's related to me by blood. They're… handsome? I don't know it feels really wrong and weird to be saying that about people who are now related to me but yes they are aesthetically pleasing and you'd definitely be making some embarrassing squealing noises if you saw them. I don't live with them though. My step-dad did offer and it's not like anyone was shunning me or anything but I just felt like it would be really awkward. I don't know any of these people, and they don't know me. I'd be a total stranger just intruding on their lives and vice versa and I'm really not ready for that.
So I'm living on my own now! Yippie. My step-dad said he understood and said he wanted to make me feel as comfortable as possible considering I had just been removed from my old life and plopped into a new one. He's nice, I guess. That's probably why he got me an apartment in a neighborhood similar to my old one- to make the transition smoother or something. I have the whole place to myself which is new and exciting. You would love it. It's honestly similar to what we had in mind when we were thinking of moving out for college and being roommates. The best part is that now I can fully stock the kitchen with whatever I want, cook any time I want, and cook whatever I want! Everything is so new and shiny and I love it! I can't wait to break it in! And I don't think I'll have any problems with stocking my kitchen with whatever I want because the monthly allowance my step-dad gives me is insane. Like, I knew he was rich but damn. You'd totally be jealous if I said how much so I won't disclose the amount. I don't even have to pay for utilities or rent! I think I'm going to really like it in my new place. I haven't been able to cook anything yet because I haven't been able to shop for groceries or cookery but when I do... mwahahahaha.
It's only been the first day of school so there's not much homework. I was put in class 1-A, so I guess I better study really hard. They do this thing where there's a class representative and a vice representative but it seemed like a bother and a gopher position so I didn't volunteer. That's more sort of your thing, though I would have joined if you did. Also, I didn't mention this before but I'm not sure if rich people just have good genes or good skin care routines or what, but most everyone in my class was good looking. Honestly it was a bit intimidating, which is the excuse I'll use for not really talking to anyone or making new friends. You would probably have befriended the entire school population by now but I guess I'll try harder tomorrow… or next week. That's it for now.
Rina
P.S. I miss you.