I woke up with my eyes stressed turning off the alarm clock which was beeping loudly. Damn I was having a good night sleep and kinda a weird dream, yeah I've been dreaming about school cuz today is going to be my first day in a new school.
Well my former school was my first school which I started in kindergarten. Yeah about the dream, I have never actually been a new student in a school, well I can't remember when I was a new student in kindergarten, but I know I was three years old. In my dream I found myself in a hallway surrounded by students staring at me strangely and I've wondered is that how being a new student feels? If that's how it feels then I'm gonna shrink.
I was deep in thought when my mum came inside and called my name "Emma, you awake already?"
flashing out of my thoughts I stared at her and nod. "Well don't just sit and stare, go get your bath if you don't want to be late for school" she said in a cold voice.
I buried myself in the in my blanket and groan. My mum is always that bossy type of person, she gives orders a lot but I don't think this is an order, it's just something I have to do but deep down I don't want to go to school.
Getting down from my bed I began to get ready for school, I took my shower, brush my teeth made my brown long hair to hang across my shoulder and at last I took my uniform. Holding my uniform, I began to remember the last time I attended school, it was like months ago.
My dad is actually a businessman and he have to travel to different countries to actually work. Yeah that's the main reason why we moved here Mount Ville, he got transferred as a business man to work in this small town 'yuck, like who does that?'.
I put on my short sleeve t-shirts and my skirts that is a little bit above my knee and then I put on my tie. I guess their uniform's pretty formal unlike my old school they wear anything. Then I put on my socks and my shoes.
Well it's my final year, I won't spend much time in school though and I just want to pass my final exams and go to college. I've always dreamt of being a journalist and that's what I want, all I gotta to do is focus.
Finally I'm ready, I began to slowly step down the stairs when I heard my parents talking, I heard my dad talking of traveling again.
'But we just got here, but he just got here. What is wrong with this man? Or probably his work?'
He bearly spends time with us.
Anger was in me but all I could do was to fold my lips in thin line, I never got the courage to speak up against my parents, that's how I was trained.
I began to hear hard foot steps stumping the ground like some one is running. Before I could look back, someone has already bump into me causing me to almost fall
'what in the world?'
It's my playful younger brother, 'again'
He's always bumping into me due to some meaning less run I don't understand.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I yelled at him. Probably impacting my anger on him but he deserves it.
"Woah, chill dude" he said with that annoying smirk on his face, them past by me brushing his shoulder across mine.
I all I could do was to roll my eyes and ignore him, he's always immature.
Yeah he's cute with those Hazel eyes and his shaggy hair that looks like it hasn't been taken care of, but he gets me annoyed, 'like all the time'. Maybe when he meets a really nice girl, he'll come to his senses.
"Mom, Dad I'm off to school" I called out grabbing my hand bag.
They both stared at me for a while. Mom broke the silence.
"Aren't you gonna eat sweetie?" She said in a sweet tone.
Shaking my head "Nah, I'm too excited to eat. I'm finally resume school"
I lied putting on a fake smile. The truth is I lost appetite due to the fear of going to a new school. The butterfly just won't leave my tummy.
"Okaayyy" She dragged the word looking confused.
"Okay then, I'll drop you at your school" My dad said clapping like he's in a hurry.
He packed his things in his brief case and hurried towards the door, then I bounced behind him.
Hi guys
CHAPTER 2 is coming..
This is my first story, and my first chapter. I hope the first chapter is pretty good, you can give it a comment in the comment box.
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