Nowhere near the first and certainly not the last of sighs escaping her lips sounded as she dragged her feet along the school corridor. Those sneakers made her feet feel trapped, but at least they were flat unlike what other girls around were wearing on their feet. The jeans hugging her fit legs seemed to fold in the worst ways possible, and they were a poor choice on that warm day of September. The San Diego West Institute was a fine place, but even if the classes were cooled, walking around was a pain and she felt like her underwear was riding up uncomfortably. Another few steps, another sigh. Anyone who looked at her would see a lean girl looking as her backpack bothered her, but it really was the bra, that seemed to bite into her flesh in every way possible. The thought of having to wear that awful thing baffled her, specially when she didn't have that much to support in the front. At least the white blouse she was wearing was loose enough to be the least of her worries, but she missed to feel her black long hair caress her back, something she never thought she would.
The tanned girl finally arrived into her designated classroom, seemingly just in time for the teacher to introduce her. "This is Leaf Washington, she's a couple days late due to paperwork, but she'll joining us starting today" announced the teacher, a wiry woman in her fifties with salt and pepper curly hair that went everywhere. "There is a free spot right there, dear" she pointed to an empty desk, letting her go. As Leaf was walking there, she noticed she would be sitting next to a redheaded girl that was looking at her funny, but then again, all the class was looking at her. What was it? Did she do something wrong? Leaf sat down in her place with yet another sigh, unpacking her things around. She understood that her parents wanted her to mingle with kids her age that didn't belong to their usual circle of friends, that there was only so much they could teach the sixteen year old girl and that she deserved to pick her way in life... but the truth was that abandoning her zone of comfort was turning to be a pain, and that was just the beginning.
Finally looking at the clock, Leaf noticed that she had indeed arrived quite late to the class even if the teacher had said nothing about it. It seemed that all her discomfort, awkwardness and, she had to admit it, purposefully walking around slowly, it had costed her most of her class time. It wasn't like Leaf wanted to be expelled, that would only be a headache for her parents and they would send her to another high school, so any kind of childish plan of misbehaving so she could return home was out of her mind. At least she could make new friends there, right? Leaf hoped that being a couple of days late didn't mean that everyone already knew each other and she was going to be treated like an outsider, even if that was probably what she was.
The tanned girl finally arrived into her designated classroom, seemingly just in time for the teacher to introduce her. "This is Leaf Washington, she's a couple days late due to paperwork, but she'll joining us starting today" announced the teacher, a wiry woman in her fifties with salt and pepper curly hair that went everywhere. "There is a free spot right there, dear" she pointed to an empty desk, letting her go. As Leaf was walking there, she noticed she would be sitting next to a redheaded girl that was looking at her funny, but then again, all the class was looking at her. What was it? Did she do something wrong? Leaf sat down in her place with yet another sigh, unpacking her things around. She understood that her parents wanted her to mingle with kids her age that didn't belong to their usual circle of friends, that there was only so much they could teach the sixteen year old girl and that she deserved to pick her way in life... but the truth was that abandoning her zone of comfort was turning to be a pain, and that was just the beginning.
Finally looking at the clock, Leaf noticed that she had indeed arrived quite late to the class even if the teacher had said nothing about it. It seemed that all her discomfort, awkwardness and, she had to admit it, purposefully walking around slowly, it had costed her most of her class time. It wasn't like Leaf wanted to be expelled, that would only be a headache for her parents and they would send her to another high school, so any kind of childish plan of misbehaving so she could return home was out of her mind. At least she could make new friends there, right? Leaf hoped that being a couple of days late didn't mean that everyone already knew each other and she was going to be treated like an outsider, even if that was probably what she was.