• “ Um.” I slowly walk into the class. “ Oh you must be the new student.” Says a tall lady with bright red hair. “ Yes I’m Lane. Nice to meet you.” I say nervously glancing around the classroom. Three students caught my eye. There is a girl with long shiny black hair in the middle of the class she had a pink tang top and a purple mini skirt on. There is a tall girl with blond hair in the back that looked up at her and winked. There is also a tall, tan boy with a brown tee and dark pants sitting next to the black haired girl. Well this is easy. I think to my self. She’s probably the mean girl. I think looking at the black haired. “ Well Lane please have a seat over there next to Brittney. “
    (P.S. I used the name Brittney after a student in my school sadly I couldn’t use Claire one of the mean girls I met in summer camp cause I have a perfect friend named Claire. I mean she’s funny, pretty, kind and smart. Oops sorry I’m blabbering.) Said the teacher points to the Black haired girl. Brittney fakes a perfect smile. “ Welcome to our school.” She says flipping her hair. “ Um hey.” I say. This will not turn out well. She looks me up and down. She looks as though she’s think I might not be good enough. Well I’m not. I think. I sit down and put my new books in my desk. “ Open your books to page 47 and start reading says the teacher. I open my book and start to read. After a while the bell rings and I exit the classroom. I spot Brittney standing at the exit. “ So your Lane?” Asked Brittney. “ Yea nice to meet you.” I say shaking her hand.” Snap. Brittneys gum pops in her mouth. “ Star!” Calls Brittney.
    A Girl with curly blond pigtails and glittery nail polish walks over to Brittney and me. “ Who are you?” Says the person who I guess is called Star. “ This is Lane.” Says Brittney pointing at me with an over done manicure. “ What is she wearing?” Exclaimed Star. “ Um maybe she’s just trying to look lame.” Said Brittney Sarcastically popping her gum again.
    Well there goes it. I’m an outcast. It has been decided. “ Sorry about that.” I say looking at my clothes. These aren’t that bad. I guess nobody here even Knows surfing is. “ I was in a hurry.”
    “ Whatever.” Says Brittney turning away and walking of oddly like she was a princess. Star puts her hand up on her hand and makes an L shape with her pointer finger and her thumb. She runs after Brittney, Her little pink purse flapping wildly behind her.
    “ Ugh.” I sigh out loud. This is about as bad as all those books I read about the new girl in high school. I blow a hair out of my face and re a just my bag. Straitening up and look around. People are heading in all directions. I guess I’m supposed to go to my locker… Ok let’s check this out. I pull another paper out of my bag. What’s with all these papers can’t they just give you one. I read it carefully and stuff it back in the bag because I am not in a good mood right now. I mean it. I find my locker after getting pushed three times, Dropping my bag twice and falling over once. Henceforth wasting five minutes of my important time before the next class. The cobo is 975680. Kind of a strange pattern. I open my locker and drop my bag in. I close the locker door and start walking away when I here a creak. Come on! My head slowly turns in what seems to be a 360 degree angle. My face slowly grows angry. I stomp back to the locker and bang the door.