New Beginnings

Chapter 2

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters

Beep-beep beep-beep beep-beep! Emma's alarm clock woke her up at 7:15 in the morning. After she had woken up from her "nap" last night she had picked what she was going to wear so that she didn't have to do it in the morning. She had picked a pink Soffe skirt and a pink spaghetti strap tank top. She put them on and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Mom can I have a pop tart? I'll eat it in the car."

"Sure honey." Her mom made her the pop tart and they got into the car together. They got to school just as the bell was ringing, which was good because Emma didn't want to get in trouble the first day of school.

"Emma," her mom said. "Make sure you go to the office and tell them that you just moved here. Ask for your schedule."

"Okaaaaay. See you later."

"I love you." Emma walked into the building and found the main office right away. She went in.

"Whadda ya want?" the secretary asked. She didn't seem very nice.

"I'm new here. I just moved from New York. Can I have my schedule?" Emma asked rather quickly. She was nervous.

"What's your name?" the secretary asked.

"Emma Geller."

"Did you already sent in your application forms?"

"My mom did a few weeks ago."

"Then your schedule should be on the table in the corner." Sure enough, as Emma walked over to the table she saw a few schedules lying around. She scanned the table for hers, and quickly spotted it.

"Thank you," she called to the secretary.

"Whatever," the secretary called back.

Emma looked at her schedule. I said that she had English in room 223 with Mr. Resllin. She figured out that since the room number was in the 200s, it would be on the second floor. She walked up the stairs and asked a security guard where the room was. He said to go down the hall on his right and look for the room on the left side.

"Thanks," Emma said. Then she repeated the instructions to herself, muttering quietly. "Hallway on the right, room on the left. Hallway on the right, room on the left." She found the room without any trouble and quietly knocked on the door. A man came to the door. "Are you Mr. Resllin?" she asked.

"Yes, I am. May I help you?" he replied

"Um...yeah. I'm new here and I--" she started, but was cut off by Mr. Resllin.

"Ohhhh! Are you Emma Geller?" he asked.

Emma nodded her head yes.

"Okay, come on in. You're in luck. We're just starting a new book."

Emma didn't ask what book it was; she was too nervous.

"You can have the desk in the right corner n the back."

Emma was secretly glad that she got that seat because all the cool kids sat in the back. She could tell just by looking. She sat down in the seat Mr. Resllin had given her, a seat next to a girl with blonde hair, blue eyes and awesome clothes.

"So, where'd ya move from?" the girl asked.

"Oh, me?" Emma said, confused and glad that she was talking to her. "I moved from New York City."

"Ah, the Big Apple. Is it really like they say it is?"

"Yeah...It's beautiful! Especially Christmas in Rockefeller Center. They have the biggest and prettiest tree there, with so many lights and decorations."

"Seems nice. Hey, do you wanna come to the mall with me and a few friends after school?"

"Sure."

"Meet me at 4:00 at Hot Topic. I'll have my cell if anything happens. The number is 718 939 4572."

"'Kay. My cell number is 718 421 6484. I just got changed from my NY number so it's kinda hard for me to remember."

BBBRRRRRIIIIINNNNGGGGGG! That was the bell. All the kids started running out of the room, going to their second period.

"Hey, you're pretty cool," the girl said. " How'd ya like to sit with me in Social Studies--oh! What's your schedule? We might not have it together. By the way, my name's Courtney."

"My schedule is English... social studies... math... lunch... science... band... gym... and art," Emma said. "Ew I hate art."

"Hey, I have the same schedule except for art. If you try out for a team, you have that last period instead of whatever you have now. I'm on cheerleading. You should try out. The tryouts are today, and the results will be posted tomorrow outside the office. You'll have to skip art. Go quickly and tell her that you're trying out though, or she'll give you detention."

"Okay, thanks."

The rest of the day went by really fast, and before Emma knew it, it was time to try out.