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I own the plot, I own my character, I own the laptop that I am writing this on. I just don't own the Twilight Characters. OK?

Chapter Two

School

I lived near the edges of town so it wasnt busy, but it wasnt quiet either. I turned to the left and started walking down the pavement. I didn't want to be late so I picked up a pace. I knew where the school was, as it was near the main road into Ayr so I didn't have to worry about getting lost. While I walked I pulled my iPOD from my pockets and stuck the earphones in my ear. My iPOD started playing where I had shut it down last which was half way through Misery Business by Paramore. I loved that song and began mouthing the words to myself. I walked most of the way like that, mouthing along to all my songs, and stopped feeling so nervous about what I was going to do.

I clutched my folder tighter to my chest, in a sudden wave of panic, as I got closer to the school. Checking my phone, it told me it was 8.45. It hadn't taken me as long as I thought it would to walk to school. People were miling around chatting to each other on the street and I tried to look as relaxed as possible, so as not to draw attention to myself. Since I was early and I had nothing to do for 10 minutes, I decided to go to the shop across the road from where I was walking. It was a sweet shop from the look of things and I quickly crossed the road and went inside. In the shop, there was a pick 'n' mix and a wall of jarred sweets. The other wall was full of things like Tic-Tacs, Polos, Cadbury's and Kit-Kats. And to one side was a fridge with things like Coke, Lemonade and Iron Bru. I picked up some Polos and a Coke and quickly payed for them. Outside I awkwardly, because of my folder, opened the Polos and took a glug of coke. It calmed me almost instantly. More people were beginning to appear so I made my way, slowly now, into school.

Walking across the playground I noticed that some people, mainly guys, were beginning to stare at me. I ignored them as best as I could, but I couldn't help myself from taking quick glances at them. I had to admit, the guys here were much fitter than the guys back at Turriff. I also noticed that the girls all wore more make-up than any of the girls at Turriff and my face felt slightly bare.

I walked through the main door - trying to look confident – and went to the open door on the right which was marked 'Office'.

"Oh hello, can I help you?" the elderly woman behind the desk asked me when I walked in.

"Ur, yeah, I'm Becky...?"

"Becky?" she asked after checking some of the papers that were lying about the desk.

"Um, yeah. It might be written down as Rebecca. But I want to be called Becky."

"Oh!" she exclaimed, "Are you Rebecca Parker? The new girl?"

I sighed. Of course I would be knows as 'The New Girl'.

"Yes. I'm Rebecca Parker. The new girl. But I want to be called Becky May. Do you think you could change it for me?"

"Urm... Sure. Becky Parker?"

"Urm. No. Could you change it to Becky May? I dont like Becky Parker."

"Oh...kay? If you want... Oh! Here's your timetable. And...," she handed me a piece of paper off the desk and gave it to me and started moving more papers around until she found another piece of paper, which she gave to me, "And here's a map of the school so you dont get lost. Have a good day!"

I knew I was meant to go so I left clutching the pieces of paper in my left hand. Outside the office the bell rang so I knew I had to go to Registration. I checked my timetable. My Registration Class was B4 so if this place was like Turriff that meant it was on the second floor. I walked along a couple of corridors until I saw a set of stairs. I walked up them and at the top I checked the number of the first class room on the long corridor. It was B9. Walking to the next one I checked the number on it too. It was B8 so I knew I was going in the right direction. The corridor was L shaped so when the corridor turned right I figured B4 would be down it. The first class was B5 so I knew B4 was the next classroom. My heart suddenly started thumping in my chest and my hands went slick. The corridor had a few people quickly hurrying to their Registration classes but it had been slowly thinning out as I walked down the corridor. When I reached B4 I was the last person in the corridor. I took two deep breaths to calm myself and took a gulp of coke. Then I opened the door and tried my best to look confident as I walked in.