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Sara was starting her first day of school today, other than that stupid babyish kindergarten. I mean, come on! Sara was a big girl; she should go to big girl school!

Plus, her mom was being nice to her, that meant a good day. Whenever her mom was nice to her it meant her dad was gone.

She had decided to stop calling them mommy and daddy now, after all, big girls didn't do that. It was getting annoying, though, she kept on almost slipping whenever her mom was being nice to her, she just wasn't used to it. She felt like she had to call her mommy, because her mom actually loved her today!

Her dad had just barely left for work, and she got up the second she heard the door close. She couldn't sleep in today; she got to go to first grade with Miss Scannel! If Sara had been a person like on that show Leave It To Beaver, she would have said something like "oh, boy!" or "by golly!" But she wasn't on that show; she only watched reruns of it on her TV in the kitchen, so she just smiled to herself and went down to breakfast.

As she walked in, her mother set down a plate of eggs at her place. Sara didn't like eggs, because she thought it was cruel to the chickens to take their babies, but she decided she would eat them anyway, so her mom would stay happy. She sat down at her place, and started to eat them. All she could do was pretend that they were pretend eggs, and that they were really made from that stuff her friend Micah talked about, tufu or something. Apparently it was the stuff that all vegetarians ate. Weird.

After she had eaten all of the eggs- wait, tufu- that she could manage, she pushed herself out from the table. "I'm done, Mom."

"Okay, sweetie, do you have to go potty?"

Sara rolled her eyes, she wasn't a baby, she didn't say potty anymore! She said bathroom!

"No, mom."

"Okay." Her mom seemed now at this mothering stuff. "Do want any juice?"

Anything to get that awful taste of baby chicken out of her mouth!

"Yes, please."

Her mom set a cup in front of her and poured some apple juice. "Drink up."

Most moms would have said this in a playful voice, Sara knew from visiting friends. But her mom said it in a stern voice, almost as if she was mad.

"Okay." Sara's voice had switched to scared and innocent, she was afraid that her mommy would morph into mean mommy.

After Sara had finished her juice and her mom had done the dishes, she ran over and got her backpack. Backpack she knew was a compound word; she couldn't wait to go to first grade to learn all about compound words!

Her mom looked at her. "Sara, don't you want to brush your teeth?"

"Oops."

So, after she had finished with her teeth, Sara ran back over and pulled on her backpack again. "Mom, Mom, when's the bus gonna come?"

Laura laughed, she actually felt like a real mom. "It's gonna be a while, sweetie."

"Aww… how long?"

"About twenty minutes."

"Awww… in that case, I will go to the bathroom." Sara sounded so dejected, that when Laura was sure she couldn't hear her, she laughed at the excitement of something as simple as going to school.

The toilet flushed, and Sara ran out. "Has the bus come yet, has it has it has it?"

"No, not yet, now go back and wash your hands."

"Okaaayyy."

Finally, after two rounds of a loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SOAP, YOUR GOING DOWN THE DRAIN!!" Sara was all ready for the bus… which was not there yet.

"MOOOOMMMM!!"

"Sara, it will get here soon, I promise."

At that moment, a loud screeching noise and a yellow flash came from out the window.

All of a sudden, Sara felt very nervous. What if the other kids didn't like her? What if something want wrong? What if she got homesick, what if she didn't like school, what if it was all a mistake and she was really still supposed to be in kindergarten again?

With her mom leading her outside, Sara felt as if she would throw up. What if she threw up in school?

"Bye, baby, have fun in school!"

Sara threw her arms around Laura.

"Bye-bye, Mommy."

Sara let go, and looked at her mom desperately as she walked away.

"Love you, Sara!"

"Love you too, Mommy."

And with a sinking feeling in her heart, Sara stepped onto the school bus.

As the bus pulled up to school, Sara immediately felt like she was gonna be sick again. She stared at the little girl who sat beside her.

The little girl stared right back, just as terrified as Sara was.

As the bus driver rambled on about rules and other things such as that, the little girl shakingly introduced herself. "I- I'm Lillie."

"I'm Sara."

And then, right there, a friendship was made.

Throughout the entire day, the girls sat beside each other. Both were extremely excited about learning, so it was a perfect friendship.

In the morning, all they did was introduce themselves in a circle. There was Johnny, and Emily, and Aaron, and Cam, and Cassidy, and of course Lillie. That was all Sara could remember, but there was eighteen kids in the class. The teacher, Miss Scannel, was in her late twenties and very nice. Sara was annoyed though, she wanted to learn science, and reading, and writing is cursive (even though the teacher said she'd have to wait till third grade, that was a disappointment) and she was even looking forward to math! But the first day they only played boring games. Boring, boring, boring. At the end of the day, after lunch and recess, they took a tour of the entire school, instead of just learning where the bathrooms were located, like in the morning. Apparently the entire school was important to learn, since she'd be there until fifth grade. Sara had seen a fifth grader in the halls. Everyone was scared of them, even Sara. They were just so big!

But at the end of the day, she was surprised that the day had managed to go by so fast. But she couldn't wait until tomorrow, the teacher had warned them that they'd have to learn. What Sara couldn't see, though, was how that was a warning. They should have warned them that they wouldn't even get to learn the first day! Gosh. Today was a disappointment. But at least Lillie agreed with her, the entire day they had just whispered how they couldn't wait for tomorrow, the schedule for the day was just sitting there, mocking them, telling them how they could be in math right then, or reading, or science! Well, maybe it was only mocking Sara and Lillie because the others couldn't read. But Sara had learned to read two years ago! Man, this day was SO disappointing! And when the bus signaling the end of the day pulled in, Sara could only think of one thing. I can't WAIT for tomorrow!!

And as Sara walked in the front door, her mother ran over to her excitedly.

"Well, did you like it?

Sara pondered her question quite seriously for a moment, looking very much like an old man about to stroke his beard.

"It was alright."

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