Dear Diary,
I'm sorry I stopped in the middle of writing. Don't worry, I'll write all about my encounter with some nasty boys. So...It basically goes like this:
An innocent young girl was sitting at a table, all alone in a cafeteria full of students. She is so distracted that she does not even notice the sign 'RESERVED' sitting, like a fat, smug duck on the table.
Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere and said a few insulting words. The girl saw a group of people glaring at her with malicious eyes. Their leader threw a bunch of insults and the girl angrily stormed away. She was extremely vexed by them and swore that she would never talk to them again. The end.
Yeah. That's how I got humiliated and-and-and...Oh well, it's not proper to say slang so I better don't. Yeah, yeah. It's not proper to say 'Oh my God' too, but can you blame me? Anyway, my class is starting and I can already feel the teacher staring at me. Oh, what will she be like? I hope I don't have to hate this teacher as well.
Toodles
I look up from my diary and put it away. Oops! I think that teacher already holds a grudge against me. On the first day of school! I push aside the worrying feeling that I had already ruined my chances here. Nonsense. I have only angered two- no, three people. After all, this school has thousands more than that!
“Class! Stand up!” The teacher glowers at us. I am seated into the middle row, which is, I must admit, my favourite. (For some reason)
“I said, stand up!” The teacher yells again and I immediately do as she says. Chill! I think to myself. Her chest heaves and I brace myself. Instead, she continues while pacing around the room.
“As many of you here know, this is temporary until you get put into your respective classes. Today, I will be giving you a tour of the school and show you your lockers and everything else. You may call me Miss Garcia. Now, line up outside and follow me. We’ll start with the first floor.” With that, Miss Garcia strides outside and looks at me expectantly. I think to myself that this woman is as proud as a peacock! I stand up and the other newbies follow my example and head outside. Ms Garcia nods in approval and sets off on our tour.
I follow her, marveling at the sight of the school’s grand gardens, water fountains and marble floors. Wow. My uneasy feelings at this school float away. This was…