Author's note: Well, it's been a while. I am really sorry for not updating
sooner but university would not let me! Luckily, we have a two months
vacation now and besides a few days for work and snowboarding (that's once
again one of my favourite hobbies, the view we had of the Alps today was so
fantastic!) I will have more time. So read and (hopefully) enjoy (
Groaning Hermione beat her alarm clock. It was already morning? She never had a problem with getting up before. After all, she had always been the first person to be up at Hogwards. A humourless chuckle left her lips. There she did like to get up to get some work done. There was a goal to reach and to show some people that muggle-born witches were as good as pure- blooded ones. 'Must be the prospect of going to high school', she thought grumpily to herself. Still, she promised to give the best and doing so meant to be a straight A student again. She chose some jeans and a black t-shirt and pulled her long hair in a pony tail. She really missed doing her hair with some spells. Live is so much easier with cosmetic spells. 'Stupid', she chided herself 'continue like that and you will and up like Lavender!'. Which she still would prefer to going to high school. Hell, even seeing Malfoy for a whole day would be better. She checked her appearance in the mirror and satisfied with what she saw she grabbed her stuff and left for school.
Twain High just looked perfectly like any high school Hermione had seen in movies. Movies were actually her preparation for muggle world! 'The movies were not really wrong' she commented on her first impression. She could see cheerleaders, skaters, losers, punks, snobs and a whole variety of other people. Already, she missed the school uniforms that made no difference between the people. Unsure were to go, she slowly walked inside the building. She must have looked pretty confused because soon a girl asked her if she could help. "Could you point out the way to the counsellor's office, please?", she asked the friendly girl. "Just go down this hall and the last door on the left is Counsellor Smith's room. See ya!"
Following the directions Hermione soon found herself sitting at the counsellor's desk. Choosing her subjects was pretty easy. After all, her parents had made sure that she knew math, English, and history on college level. She took those courses in advanced and decided to try out choir and to do some general physical ed. Sooner than she would have liked she stood once again confused in the middle of the hall. Only this time she was waiting for another student to show her the way to her first class. "You are Hermione?", a nice looking girl asked her. Hermione only nodded. "Hi, I'm Melanie. Please call me Mel! I will show you to your classes today and I hope we will be friends.", Mel started in the typical American way. Hermione only nodded and decided that she would try a friendship with that girl. After all, it was her parent's fault that she was here and not at home at Hogwards. Deep in her thoughts Hermione did not realize that Mel had asked her some question. "Excuse me? What did you just say?" "I did just ask you what you think about America so far. And if you have time this afternoon to go shopping with me and my friends.", Mel said. "Sure, I would like to", Hermione answered with a small smile surprised by that much friendliness.
The first lesson soon started after that and Hermione did not have anymore time to talk to Mel. At lunch Mel introduced some of her friends but Hermione was full of so many impressions that she only noticed that all of them seemed to be friendly. Well, next chapter will be shopping. Hope you guys still like it and please review. I know I am not a good writer and English is a foreign language so I'll be happy for all critics!
Groaning Hermione beat her alarm clock. It was already morning? She never had a problem with getting up before. After all, she had always been the first person to be up at Hogwards. A humourless chuckle left her lips. There she did like to get up to get some work done. There was a goal to reach and to show some people that muggle-born witches were as good as pure- blooded ones. 'Must be the prospect of going to high school', she thought grumpily to herself. Still, she promised to give the best and doing so meant to be a straight A student again. She chose some jeans and a black t-shirt and pulled her long hair in a pony tail. She really missed doing her hair with some spells. Live is so much easier with cosmetic spells. 'Stupid', she chided herself 'continue like that and you will and up like Lavender!'. Which she still would prefer to going to high school. Hell, even seeing Malfoy for a whole day would be better. She checked her appearance in the mirror and satisfied with what she saw she grabbed her stuff and left for school.
Twain High just looked perfectly like any high school Hermione had seen in movies. Movies were actually her preparation for muggle world! 'The movies were not really wrong' she commented on her first impression. She could see cheerleaders, skaters, losers, punks, snobs and a whole variety of other people. Already, she missed the school uniforms that made no difference between the people. Unsure were to go, she slowly walked inside the building. She must have looked pretty confused because soon a girl asked her if she could help. "Could you point out the way to the counsellor's office, please?", she asked the friendly girl. "Just go down this hall and the last door on the left is Counsellor Smith's room. See ya!"
Following the directions Hermione soon found herself sitting at the counsellor's desk. Choosing her subjects was pretty easy. After all, her parents had made sure that she knew math, English, and history on college level. She took those courses in advanced and decided to try out choir and to do some general physical ed. Sooner than she would have liked she stood once again confused in the middle of the hall. Only this time she was waiting for another student to show her the way to her first class. "You are Hermione?", a nice looking girl asked her. Hermione only nodded. "Hi, I'm Melanie. Please call me Mel! I will show you to your classes today and I hope we will be friends.", Mel started in the typical American way. Hermione only nodded and decided that she would try a friendship with that girl. After all, it was her parent's fault that she was here and not at home at Hogwards. Deep in her thoughts Hermione did not realize that Mel had asked her some question. "Excuse me? What did you just say?" "I did just ask you what you think about America so far. And if you have time this afternoon to go shopping with me and my friends.", Mel said. "Sure, I would like to", Hermione answered with a small smile surprised by that much friendliness.
The first lesson soon started after that and Hermione did not have anymore time to talk to Mel. At lunch Mel introduced some of her friends but Hermione was full of so many impressions that she only noticed that all of them seemed to be friendly. Well, next chapter will be shopping. Hope you guys still like it and please review. I know I am not a good writer and English is a foreign language so I'll be happy for all critics!