Sorry, your going to have to use google translate like I did. I wrote this on memo's so it has a limited character space, thats why its short.
"No puedo hablar español muy bien, ¡pero quiero aprenderlo! Ojalá fuera una clase que podría tomar en Canadá, pero tenemos que aprender francés, odio el francés." I tell Miguel while everyone comes in for the first class, home room. Me and Miguel are next door neighbors. We hang out a lot in his secret shrine room. I'm so happy thay he shares that with me, he doesn't even share it with his own mámá! I just moved to Mexico from Canada B.C. 2 weeks ago and he's been my translater for the past bit, but now that schools starting, I have this little box that does it for me! I moved here after my parenys died in a car crash on the way to my soccer game. I moved in with some aunt of mine who doesn't give a flying fuck that I'm here. In fact, she pretty much completely ignores me, which is why I'm at Miguel's house so much. His familia's so big, though I've never spoken to them before. I've never met his family, Miguel likes it that way and it looks like it's going to stay that way, at least until the end of October. Anyway I'm rambling, back to present day. "Woah Michaela! No sabía que pudieras hablar español, incluso un poco. ¡Ni siquiera necesitas tu traductor! Jaja!" "Ya sorry but you lost me now Migster." My box then speaks to me "Woah Michaela! I didn't know that you could speak Spanish, if only a little. You dont even need your translater *bleep* Haha" My box beeps when even it doesn't know what they ment by that. "Well, at least you know something." He says before the teacher comes in. "Hola chamaco's! Welcome to every child's favorite place, school! I hope you all had a great summer, but now it's time to learn!" "Gracias dios that she speaks mostly english." I say under my breath. I see Miguel smile slightly so I know he heard me. I focus back on the teacher. "My name is Ms. Sanchez and I will be your homeroom teacher for the year! Now I know you all recognize each other from Elementary school, but there is one face you don't, Michaela can you please stand up in front of the class and say a little about yourself? Where your from? Why your here now?" I stand and walk up to the front. I turn "Hi! My names Michaela Amber Dimas, no offence miss but you said my name wrong it's pronounced Mī-Kay- La, not Ma-Kai-La. I'm from Canada I moved here two weeks ago for reasons I'd rather not specify. And I really like playing soccer. I walked back to my seat beside Miguel and sat down. "Alright I'm going to hand out some stuff to help you through the day, good luck grade sevens!" She went along the rows of desks passing out papers. I got mine and saw that I got;
A map of the school
My list of classes and teachers and what rooms they were in
My locker and locker combo
And a name tag sticker
I wrote my name in and put it on my chest. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Almost Everyone did the same. I circled my classrooms on the map and barely finished reading what class was next when the bell rang. "Okay class, have fun, don't get lost, and don't forget those papers!" She called after us. We speed walked into the stampede grounds, otherwise known as the hallway, and somehow found our next class. We went in and when everyone else, including the teacher came in, it was much like homeroom except this was Scimatics class, our teacher was Mr. Sanchez (weird) and we got textbooks handed out instead of papers, 3 to be exact, two on Science and one on Math. Next was break time. We all went to our lockers and I helped Miguel open his. Our lockers were right next to each other. We put our stuff in and ate. Next was gym but we just played games and put our gym stuff in our gym lockers. We had Mr. Phillips as our gym teacher. Next was Humanities. We got 2 textbooks and a notebook each. The textbooks were called The way to Time Travel and How to Learn the ways of Nouns, Verbs, and Adjectives. In Spanish of course. Our Humantites teacher was named Mrs. Abrantes and She seemed really nice, not that the other teachers didn't, but she like, gushed niceness.
