"Come on, Cassandra. You need to wake up! You're gonna be late for your first day of school," Cassandra Wellington's mother said from downstairs. Damn... is it mornin' already, Cassandra said as she slowly got out of bed. Cassandra had a pretty rough night. They had just moved from Dallas, Texas about two day ago, and Cassandra couldn't sleep. She didn't reach her destination until 4 in the morning. She slowly got up and got ready.

She got her breakfast prepared. Five to ten minutes later, she went to brush her teeth. She went to her room and put on her uniform that her mother got her the day before. She quickly brushed her silky straight long chestnut hair. It was about 7 when her mother mother got her to the school that she would soon be attending for the rest of her school years.

As Cassandra walked up to the door, a lot of thought rushed to mind. Okay.... here we go. I wander what the teachers are like. Will I make any friends? Or will they treat me like they did at Dallas High, Cassandra thought. Cassandra's social skills at her original school needed some improvement. That was the whole reason that her mother decided that they should move to a different country. (Or state, whatever.) Everyone would push her around, and teased her about her clothing.

Cassandra shook her head. Naw... that was Texas. Ya never know. Maybe this school is different, Cassandra thought. She gathered all her courage and opened the door.