When I was in 3rd grade, I went to a new school. A new school, new people, a new atmosphere. I remember walking in to my class and seeing Mrs. Heatherly. She was small with blondish hair. There was at least 20 more kids there. All staring at me.
What where they looking at? Is my outfit messed up? I look down and smooth put my skirt.
I walk down to my desk and sit down. I place my backpack on the floor. A kid comes up to me. He is tall, blond curly hair, has on a t shirt and cowboy boots. Beside him is a girl. She's shorter, brown hair, and has on a t shirt and tennis shoes.
"Hi, I'm Gavin and uh....this is Celeste my friend. " The boy says.
Celeste waves and stares back at the floor.
"My name is Jeys. I'm new here." I reply with a shaky voice.
"Jeys." Gavin repeats. "That is a nice name. Anyway do you want to be our friend. You look nice."
"Sure." I reply.
"Students!" Mrs. Heatherly says.
"Lets begin our day and our year! I hate to do this but we...have to go over rules. "
BINABASA MO ANG
dreamer
Teen FictionIn 3rd grade everyone dreams of becoming popular in high school. Jeys did. Her worst mistake.
