22 April 2012
I took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled before I opened the doors of my new school, I was nervous. I was surprised I was nervous because this is the 9th time I have stepped foot in a new school, but there's always something that ties your stomach in a knot. My parents are constantly having to move around alot, even different countries, as you can imagine I don't have any proper friends.. Life is pretty lonely for me, but you gotta do what you gotta do. So the reason why they have to move around? is because of their jobs, and their jobs?I have no idea, they say I'm not allowed to know, this kind of worries me, but it might have something to do with being spies! That would be awesome! Anyway back to my day... So I'm 15 about to go into year 10 is what they call it here in England, I look dreadful, you see they have uniform here, it consists of black tights, skirt, BLAZER.. A Frikin blazer, I feel kind of grown up, a coloured tie depending on the house your in ( mine is red, for newton house, I'm guessing this house was name after Isaac newton) and as always the white shirt. By far the most uncomfortable thing to wear for 7/8 hours a day, 5 days a week -_-
So I walked inside of this ancient looking school, the first thing I saw was a sign that said 'welcome to queens' school' it was very plain and dull much like how everyone's personalities will be showing though the Same clothing, I proceeded to walk to the reception where I got my timetable, first lesson: religious studies. Kill me now.
Making my way to r.s I saw what looked also like a new person lost, he was a boy, and I'm not gonna lie, he was very good looking, dark hair, that was gently swiffted over to one side and slightly tanned skin with amazing god like green eyes, he was taller than me, good start! I walked over to him
" hey!"
" hello, you new too?" he had a gorgeous British accent that made me grin like stupid little girl.
" yeah, I am. What's your 'new move' story" I asked.
" well, to be honest, I dont know, I have to move around a lot because of my parents, but they won't tell me why!"
" oh my god!! Same!!!"
" doesn't it bother you?"
" actually no it doesn't, I mean sure my life gets lonely with no real friends to stick around but visiting new places all the time is kind of refreshing and exciting"
" wish I felt like that, it just really bugs me that I don't know why we have to move!"
Our conversation was interrupted by the bell...
" guess I gotta get going..."
He hinted for my name.
"indie, my names indie"
" well you are very beautiful indie"
I stood their going jelloid, I was confused. No boy has ever made me feel like that, I do my best to ignore boys normally because what's the point in starting something with them when you know 2 weeks later your gonna have to move ?
"bye"
Shoot! I didn't catch his name!
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