Can my day get any bloody worse, can it? I am at a new school and I have no friends. I am stuck here so unless I want to spend the rest of my free time sitting in the library which I don't , I'm going to have to make some.

i think the chavs might be my best chance. I go back to my room and reluctantly unpack. Looks like I am staying here for the unforseeable future, no don't think like that.

my roommates arrive. One of which is the girl whose eyeshadow I broke. There appears to be couple of other girls in here, with their heads engrossed in books. I don't recall having seen them before, maybe they are the sort of girls that hide in the library, they look like they do.

my lessons will start tomorrow and I get to put the vile uniform on. It's not that vile, not as bad as my previous school but it is a uniform nevertheless. We are in a school miles away from other schools, is uniform really necessary? I'm sure we would all concentrate much better if we weren't wearing such restrictive clothing.

The bell goes which I learn is for the evening meal. I follow the others out of the room. NO one speaks to me but I haven't attempted to speak to them either. I can't tell if they are scared or fascinated by me. I will try and suss some of them out this evening then decide who I want to hang around with. As with all new pupils all eyes are on them. I am aware of this and try and act like I haven't noticed. I grab a tray like everyone else and queue up to get some food. I should be hungry but I am not, not sure what I am feeling, oh yes, abandoned that is it.

i grab my food and make my way over to a table. I don't see the foot that comes out and trips me out. The tray falls out of my hands and I fall to the floor. Now I know everyone is staring at me, they laugh and cheer and I can feel the tears burning up inside of me. I will myself not to cry but I can't help it, I start blabbing and run before my mascara runs all down my face.

I am not sure where I am running to. I haven't got my bearings yet and it looks like a maze. I hear footsteps behind me and they appear to be getting closer. 'Wait' are you ok'. I turn to see that it is one of the girls whom was in my room reading. 'I'm sorry I should have warned you, this happens to every new girl that starts, to see how tough they are'. Well it is probably safe to say I failed miserably but I don't say that. I put on my 'tough face' swear at her then walk off with my head held high.

I find my way out of the building, in need of some air. I take a deep breath then curse myself for being so rude to the only person that has so far tried to help.

I grab my phone and ring my mum. The phone goes to voicemail and again I leave a message she won't want to hear.

I hear the other girls come out and they stop and stare yet again. Some with sympathy on their faces, some with smirks. I look at their faces intently, trying too suss out who I should make friends with. The obvious choice is are the ones with sympathy however for some reason it is the ones with smirks on that I can't stop staring at. If I am going to get on in this dump then I might as well make it as entertaining as possible, I make my way over, muttering words of confidence to myself.

I need to word it right so this is when I need to engage my brain first. I approach the chavs, all standing round looking cocky, my heart is racing now. I stand close to them so they look at me. I apologise again for the broken eyeshadow, and just wait for them to speak. They are whispering to each other about me, and I hear them say 'wanna hang around with us, then there is something you have to do to prove you are one of us, I nod my head, too enthusiastically then the bell goes, 'you will find out tomorrow what we have in store the. They walk off leaving me standing there wondering what is to come ...