Camille Longhat
... smile, and say Monument School!” my mom said. “CLICK!” Monument School is our new school. Finally the pictures were over. “Lets go to school now,” I said to my sister because I wanted to get there early so I could change. Christy and I walking to school because its so close. We finally got there and I ran to the bathroom. “Whoa, Camille got to go to the bathroom all so soon,” Christy said. “Shut up I’m not going to the bathroom, just leave me alone!” I screamed at her. I rushed into the bathroom and change into my cool clothes. I headed out and looked at my schedule to see where my fist class was. “Room 34, Math,” I said out loud. I started heading to room 34. When I go there, there was a girl who looked like she was in the “popular” group at this school; I mean there has to be a popular group here. Then there was this boy who looked normal and probably hangs out with a regular group of people. So far I saw no one that I would like to hang out with. 10 minutes later kids started pouring into the school like pancake batter eager to drip onto the skillet. Most of the kids knew each other from previous school. I felt bad; I mean only knowing Maggie who is my next door neighbor when practically the whole school knew each other. Oh well I know I’ll make new friends. Kids that are my type; punk/gothic/cool kids. I bet by the end of this week I’ll have a million friends. Right now I bet Christy has like 18 friends. My feelings right now are scared, nervous, and excited! “RRIINNGG.” The school bell had rung. Boy did it sound like my alarm clock. Every one ran to there classrooms eager to enter. My teacher opened the door. The teacher was a she. She looked like a 25 year old, married, and had children. We all walked into the classroom and stood at the back of the class. “Hello, and welcome to 7th grade. My name is Mrs. Lumber,” the teacher said. She told us were to sit and everyone sat down. We started the class by introducing ourselves. “My name is Lucie… Susie… Derek… Willy… Delaynie… Jordan… Madison… and so on.” Then this one girl Kelly introduced herself. She was wearing a hot pink shirt with black pants and black converses. That moment I knew she would be my friend. I’m sure she would like to hang out with Maggie and I. Maggie i...