Chapter 2
First Day
The constant blaring of my alarm clock grated on my nerves. I whipped a pillow at the most annoying thing I would like to refer to as my nightmare. My alarm clock screamed that it was time to get up for school. I laid there with my eyes closed. I guess we’ll wait and see how the first day in a new school with unfamiliar people and a new home goes.
I hate having to start over with new surroundings and people. It took me years to get used to the last place I like to refer to as hell. It’s not that I hate school. Okay, yes, yes, I do. It’s boring, and you have the same people in every school.
Who, you may wonder, were they? People who think they are all that. They worry more about their self-image than other people’s feelings. They’re athletes or jocks who play every s
