Lorin's story

Chapter 4
Walking into this school made me feel out of place. There was a weird sense that I didn’t belong here. I felt eyes staring at me all the way to the office where I was asked to wait.
I sat down in a blue chair right across from the lady working at the desk. She had dark brown hair that was put up in a bun, and green eyes that I wish I could have. I have ice blue eyes that everyone says are beautiful and they wish they could have them, but I’ve never been a fan of blue. The lady at the desk came over to where I was sitting.
“You’re Cassidy, right? I’m Mrs. Johnson; I’m one of the secretary’s here.” She introduced, “grab your stuff and follow me.”
“Okay,” I said while I nodded and started to follow after.
I followed her to a classroom that had a few students sitting at tables talking. The teacher stood by the chalkboard writing math equations down so, I figured that math would be my first class. Mrs. Johnson knocked on the open door to get the teachers attention.
“Hello, Mrs. Johnson. May I help you?” He asked, and then looked at me. “Oh, do I have a new student in my class now?”
“Yes you do. This is Cassidy Turi; she’s from North Carolina.” She told him as she turned me over to his class.
“You can sit in this seat,” he said as he pointed to a desk that was right in front.
I said ‘okay’ and sat down. I noticed that there was only three other girls in the class and all the rest were guys. I sat next to two guys; one with blonde curly hair and the other had barely any hair at all, but I’m sure it was black.
“Hey, I’m James. Welcome to our school.” The guy with blonde curly hair said before the teacher started talking.
“I’m Mr. Drews, and the only reason I’m saying that is because I wanted to make sure everyone knows that we have a new student in our class.” He told the class as he gestured for me to stand up.
I stood up and turned to the class with a fake smile on my face because I felt awkward standing in front of these kids who I’ve never meet before. I decided to wave and sit back down, but of course I couldn’t get away with that.
“Stand back up and introduce yourself. Then you can sit down again then, we will get started.” He told me as he went to go and sit at his desk.
I stood up at where my seat was and turned to the class so, my back wasn’t toward them. “Hi, I’m Cassidy Turi.” I said then sat back down and looked over at Mr. Drews.
“Okay that works,” he mumbled through his laughing of me introducing myself as quick as possible. “Let’s get started. Get out your homework from last night. Cassidy, you can look on with James’s or Dylan’s homework.”
“You can look on with me Cassidy. Dylan usually doesn’t do his homework or it’s not done very well.” He said as he moved his desk towards mine and put his homework on our desks.
We went over the homework and I knew exactly what we were doing. I did this already in my school in North Carolina. After going over the homework we started to take notes.
I took the notes in my pink spiral notebook. I haven’t done any of the equations before in the notes, but it wasn’t that hard to figure out. The bell rang when I got to the second page of the notes.
“What’s your next class?” James asked hoping we would be in another class together.
I then, looked at my schedule to see what I had. “Uhm, I have English with Mrs. Rodriguez.”
“Oh, I don’t have her yet, but if you want I’ll bring you to her room?” He asked as we walked out of Mr. Drew’s class.
“Yeah, thanks.” I said gratefully at his offer.
We talked all the way to my next class about the school and general things about us like what we like to do, and our best subjects. We waved goodbye and I walked into my next class and over to the teacher who was talking to one of the students.
I looked around the room while I waited for their conversation to be over. There were many posters of authors on the wall and the room was bigger than the other. I then noticed some girls looking at me with weird glares.
“Yes? Oh wait I know who you are. Uhm, you can sit in that seat behind Hannah.” She said with sort of a southern accent while pointing to a girl with blonde, wavy hair and a big smile.
I didn’t like this class because I felt there was anger or hatred towards me. I felt I was being watched and glared at, but whenever I looked there was no one looking at me or even moving their head from me.
That’s how it was the whole class and I couldn’t concentrate. I barely even noticed when the teacher started talking and when she stopped. The bell snapped me out of my zoning out. When I started walking out of the room, a few of the girls from the class came up to me.
“Hi, your name’s Cassidy right?” One of the girls said in a grumpy tone.
“Yeah, nice to meet you.” I replied holding my hand out for a greeting shake.
“I don’t want to touch your hand I don’t know where it’s been and I’m sure no where great because you look horrible. Your fat, your clothes are hideous, and you are super ugly.” She walked away with the other groups after saying that.
I was so upset at what she said that I started to cry. My English teacher didn’t even realize because she never came over to see what was wrong, but James ended up coming over when he was coming down the stairs after his class.
“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked with worry in his eyes.
“It’s nothing; I’m fine. Where’s the bathroom? I need to clean up.” I said through my sobs.
“It’s this way, follow me.” He told me as he started walking down the hall and I trailed behind.
We then stopped and I looked over and there was the bathroom. I walked in and over to the mirrors. When I looked at myself all I could see was an obese, zit faced girl with dirty, cheap clothes.
I couldn’t stand looking at myself anymore so; I just took a few paper towels and dried my face then left. James was there waiting for me and he showed me to the cafeteria and let me sit at his table. I didn’t know how he could be so nice to me when I’m a hideous girl and he doesn’t even know me.
During the rest of school I was so worried about what people were thinking when they saw me. I tried avoiding people as much as I could so no one would have to deal with how hideous I was. Then when the last bell had rung I got out so fast that nobody probably noticed where I went. I hoped to God that my mom would be here waiting for me so I could go home and away from this horrible first day.
I looked out the glass front doors and I didn’t see my mom’s car out there anywhere. I decided to call her to make sure she was on her way, but to my despair she told me I had to walk because she was called into work early and didn’t have time to pick me up not even for a split second.
I started on my walk home that luckily was only half in hour away by walking, but I’m scared I might get lost because I wasn’t really paying attention when I was dropped off this morning on how to get from my house to the school.
It was cold walking home having the big gust of cold winds blowing at me. It was fall time almost winter, but I still was hoping that it could change for the sack of me having to walk home in this.




Chapter 5
I wake up by my alarm beeping telling me it’s time to get ready for school. I didn’t want to go, but I knew I had to no matter what so; I dragged myself out of bed and down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and picked up a box of Lucky Charms cereal and made myself breakfast. When I sat down at the dinning room table I looked over to the mirror on the wall and saw the same picture I saw in the bathroom. I decided to throw my cereal away and not eat breakfast for a first.
I then started to get ready, but when I finished neither my dad nor mom were up yet. I walked over to their room and peeked in. I saw my dad sleeping, but my mom was no where in there. I decided to wake my dad after a slight pause of thinking of where my mom could be.
“Dad, wake up. I don’t know where mom is and I need to get to school.” I said as I shook his shoulder to wake him up.
“She had to go back into work and didn’t you see note that said to ride the bus?” He seemed angry, and I didn’t know why.
“No, I didn’t. I’m sorry, but are you going to bring me or am I not going today?” I asked hoping I could stay home for the day.
“You’re going to school,” he said as he then started to get louder. “Now shut up, you’re lucky I’m not making you walk there!”
He hurried me out the door cussing and yelling at me the whole time. It was so hard for me to fight back the tears that were building up inside me. The only good thing was that I was going to be seeing James who has been the only nice person to me since I’ve gotten here.
He seems like a good kid, but I don’t know him well enough to tell him how I feel so if anything happens today I will have to call Amanda. She is one of my best friends and she was the hardest to move away from. I went to her for anything especially sense I could never go to my parents about anything.
“Get out and you’re riding the bus or walking. Your bus number will be number 123. Goodbye.” My dad said as I got out of the car.
“Okay, bye dad.” I told him as I shut the door to his silver 2003 Chevy Cavalier.
I walked up the steps and into the school. I first went to my locker which was on the second floor above my first class. When I was taking my jacket off at my locker I saw people looking and pointing at me. I then looked myself up and down and I didn’t see anything wrong.
I went through the rest of school always seeing people staring and pointing and a few laughs at times. I felt self conscious something I’ve never felt before at my old school. I didn’t know what to think anymore nothing was getting better.
The last class of today James came up to me while I was sitting at my desk minding my own business.
“Cassie, I have the feeling your not really liking this school. I don’t want that for you. Could you tell me what’s going on and why you seem so unsocial now and why you didn’t eat anything at lunch?” He asked then waited for me to answer.
I didn’t say anything back. He looked at me more intensely that I turned away and looked at my blue binder on my desk.
“You can tell me, but if you don’t want to its okay I just hope you would talk to someone.” He then said after the silence then started to walk away.
I was going to talk to someone so there shouldn’t be any problems with him; I’m doing what he asked me to do. I just hope that Amanda could help me out with this. Before I thought anything more the bell rang and I went to get ready to get on the bus and go home.
The bus was right in front so it didn’t take long to get too. Although when I got on the bus one of the girls that was from my English class was sitting in the front seat of the bus. I turned away from her so she wouldn’t think I was staring at her. I took a seat in the back by myself and I stared out the window seeing all the students going to their bus in a happy mood.
I then heard the buses starting up and then leave the school. I looked in a glare at the seat in front of me thinking about how I was going to tell Amanda. I wasn’t sure to start with the few good things that have happened or to start with the bad. Then something hit me and I saw it was a crumpled piece of paper. I opened it and read until I couldn’t take anymore of it. I stuffed it in my coat pocket and waited hesitantly for my stop. When it came up I ran up the isle of the bus to get off as soon as I could.
“Hey! Walk, don’t run.” My bus driver scolded at me.
“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again; I promise.” I apologized and got off the bus.
I ran into my house almost tripping over a branch that was lying on the ground. I accidentally slammed the door shut, but I didn’t care and I went straight to my room. I wanted to cry, but I tried not to so I could call Amanda without her knowing that something was wrong right away.