Well, at least I got through first period. But, it was horrible.
"Where did you get the clothes? Wal-Mart?" This one girl says that I later find out her name is Santana.
"No!" I said back. I will not be taking any crap from these "popular girls".
"Oh, then you must have went to Target." She says back
"Whatever" I say.
"Yeah, I bet you have Hannah Montana and High School Musical shirts hiding in your closet! Your mom must be very ashamed of you for wearing those clothes. I mean what is Abercrombie and Fitch? A grocery store down west? Yee-Haw! She spits back.
Yeah, so that's how my first day in high school was.
Until, I saw the sign-up for sports. I never really liked sports but my dad is making me sign up for a sport so figured I choose volleyball. But, then I saw the papers next to it. Glee club! I figured it was for singing because there were musical notes everywhere. I always was a good singer. I am pretty sure I got it from my mom who was on Broadway once. That's my dream. To become a Broadway legend. I love singing, acting, and dancing.
"So, what are you signing up for? We don't have all day here." This one boy asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I have no idea what I'm signing up for. Bye!" I quickly turned but that was a big mistake.
Santana came charging at me. With a slushy in her hand. I didn't have time to react. She had already thrown the cup in my direction. It splattered all over my new shirt!
"Oh my god. Everybody look over here. She is covered with stuff. HAHAHAHAHAHA" Santana laughed.
Me, as in myself ran away before anybody could see me. I ran into the bathroom into an empty stall crying myself out.
"Excuse me." Someone asked.
"What" I sob.
"Yeah, this is the guys' bathroom so I would get out before football practice lets out.
"Oh sorry, I thought this was the girls' bathroom" I say.
"Yeah, well get out slushy girl," He spits back.
Great, so I have like three hundred enemies now. This should be an interesting year.