Authors Note: Okay, sorry about that last chapter, which is kinda this chapter but worse. I had no clue what to write, and I felt that I needed to post something for you guys. From now on, if I don't have anything for you guys, I just won't post anything. I will wait till I get an idea and take my time to write it up.
Been There Done That
My first day. Was I nervous? Hell, yeah! How could I not be?
As we drove to the school, I stuck my purple iPod Nano's headphones into me ears and clicked shuffle. What song came up? Of course. Been There Done That by Hedley. Nice. But, as I listened to the song, I realized it practically could sum up different parts of my life. I laid back on the seat and listened very carefully to the lyrics.
I've been
kicked out, been told I'm a total disgrace
I've been
shoved I've been pushed, I've been slapped in the face
I've
had drinks thrown my way
And barely escaped with my
life
So go on say what you wanna say
And save me
from this misery
Cause I know what you're getting at
And
I've been there done that
We'll never run back no!
I
don't know what to tell ya?
If you come back now
With
nothing left to sell ya
You can't obliterate this battle
station
With a stunning lack of wit and imagination
now
You can try all you want; you can beg you can
plead
You can blame it on me when you're starting to
bleed
But the clothes on my back
Are all I need to
change about me
So go on say what you wanna say
And
save me from this misery
Cause I know what you're getting
at
I've been there done that
We'll never run back
no!
I don't know what to tell ya?
If you come back
now
With nothing left to sell ya
You can't obliterate
this battle station
With a stunning lack of wit and
imagination now
So I guess I'm not a total loss
And
a little stronger now
You will know how much it costs
To
get away with life so loud
And maybe I'm just tired of
losing blood over you now
Now it's getting late, and you
know we're out of time
It was my mistake; can you make up
your mind?
We'll never run back no!
I don't know
what to tell ya?
If you come back now
With nothing left
to sell ya
You can't obliterate this battle station
With
a stunning lack of wit and imagination now
Okay, so it's not like I just barely survived some things. And, some families had abused me. I had done many things again and again, like changing schools. Shouldn't I be brave enough not to be scared today? Apparently not.
Oh no. We were here. At the school. And it was time for me to go. To go to my first class. Well, at least my first class was with Alice. It was French. Didn't sound too bad...
I turned off my iPod and shoved it into my bag. Here I go.
Alice led me down a paved sidewalk to one of the small buildings that were all assembled in a loop. While walking there, she told me some annoying teachers, easy classes, and people to avoid at all costs. I tried to put every detail somewhere in my head, but I'm sure I missed at least half of them. I would make sure Alice told me that information again another time, when I got to know some other people here.
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French was.... well, I'll just call it interesting. The teacher was absolutely crazy. I wasn't quite sure if she had been drinking or something before class. She was stumbling around everywhere and acting all crazy while saying some paragraphs in French. Alice said that was how she always was, but I wasn't quite sure.
After French Alice brought me to my English class. English was worse than French was, even though this teacher was sane. I was guessing it was because I was alone. Alice made it better, especially with her bubbly attitude. I looked at the amount of homework I had. It wasn't really much at all, especially compared to how much I had gotten sometimes at my old schools. It wasn't like the teachers expected me to do it, anyways.
After two more classes, Social Studies and Art, it was time for lunch. I was planning on meeting Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and the one and only, Edward, in front of the cafeteria. I was so excited. Not only to see Alice again, and to see my other friends, but to see Edward. I had decided that I wouldn't tell him how much I loved him (too much), because than he would feel pressured to love me back, to make the little orphan girl feel better. I already knew that. It wasn't like it hadn't happened before with my other friends, in other places I had lived.
I walked to the cafeteria and saw everybody standing by the door, obviously waiting for me. That made me smile, but blush at the same time. I was happy, but seriously, why was I so happy about that? That's what they had told me. That's what I was expecting them to do. So why did it make me so damn happy?
I did not know.
I never really knew what made me happy. The most random things made me feel like there really was hope. Hope that I would get through the day. Hope that I would have a good day the next. So, when I didn't need to hope anymore because it really had come, maybe that was when I was happy.
I really had no clue. But, I didn't care about that either.
Well, here I go. Into the cafeteria. With my new friends. Been there, done that.
Authors Note: Sorry, I know it is still kinda choppy and not all that great. I think I might have to wait a few days, just to get some ideas and stuff. Review please! Also, if you have any ideas where you want this story to go, let me know. It will only make me write faster.
-Emma xoxox