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MissKirstie
Meteorite
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2013
- Location
- Canada
Jenny
Jenny Daveson patted her hair for the umpteenth time. It was her first day of high school and she was so nervous about it. As a Freshman, the work load was a lot more demanding. Her friends only thought about the hot senior guys they would get to gawk at, and Jenny just laughed. It wasn’t like an eighteen-year-old would fall head over heels for a freshman.
“C’mon! You’re going to be late!” Her mother called up the stairs, and Jenny grabbed her backpack and flew down the stairs and out the door. Her mother had already started the car and stomped on the gas as soon as Jenny had strapped herself in. “Deep breathes, hun, you’ll be fine.” Her mother looked over and smiled, patting her daughter’s knee.
They had moved to a new town that summer and Jenny was forced to go to a foreign school. It frightened her to no end, but she really had no choice.
The school yard was bustling with students. The returning students all seemed to have clicked together, and Jenny looked around desperately for someone that seemed open enough to talk to. Jenny hated being the new kid and going to a new school made her feel like the odd one out. Opening the door, she said goodbye to her mother, sliding the backpack over her one arm and walking towards the front doors. A few people watched her and Jenny lowered her gaze, suddenly feeling shy in front of all the people. What if she made no friends?
Jenny Daveson patted her hair for the umpteenth time. It was her first day of high school and she was so nervous about it. As a Freshman, the work load was a lot more demanding. Her friends only thought about the hot senior guys they would get to gawk at, and Jenny just laughed. It wasn’t like an eighteen-year-old would fall head over heels for a freshman.
“C’mon! You’re going to be late!” Her mother called up the stairs, and Jenny grabbed her backpack and flew down the stairs and out the door. Her mother had already started the car and stomped on the gas as soon as Jenny had strapped herself in. “Deep breathes, hun, you’ll be fine.” Her mother looked over and smiled, patting her daughter’s knee.
They had moved to a new town that summer and Jenny was forced to go to a foreign school. It frightened her to no end, but she really had no choice.
The school yard was bustling with students. The returning students all seemed to have clicked together, and Jenny looked around desperately for someone that seemed open enough to talk to. Jenny hated being the new kid and going to a new school made her feel like the odd one out. Opening the door, she said goodbye to her mother, sliding the backpack over her one arm and walking towards the front doors. A few people watched her and Jenny lowered her gaze, suddenly feeling shy in front of all the people. What if she made no friends?