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A New Experiance
My eyes opened up there's darkness all around and a ringing in my ears from my alarm clock that just screaming at me to get up reaching for it to just shut it up for 5 more minutes.The lights flicker for a few seconds and then finally turn on and stay on my Mom yells “get up” from the doorway. I struggle to get up because of my lack of wanting to knowing I have to go to school and tired because it is my first day and not yet adjusted to the new schedule of waking up at six in the morning Then I go to grab a towel, and turn on my shower I brush my teeth, all of the regular stuff to get ready. I then I put on my cloths that I didn't want to wear because my mom wanted me to wear but to tell you the truth i really didn't want to wear them. . I yell to my mom “do I have to wear this”
she says back “ yes bryce it's not that bad”
I say “ but it looks stupid”
she then says “it looks fine”
I then put on different close on anyway because I hated wearing fancier clothing as a child. I then run down stairs for I took forever to get ready. My mom sees me and sighs and tells me that she had made breakfast which was probably a preparation because she knew how much I dreaded the idea of going to a new school. As I ate we talked about what my classes are and then it gets to about sixfifty this morning so I scarf down my breakfast and go outside to wait for the bus. then as i wait for the bus two people show up to the stop they are older by at least two years I can tell by looking at them, one was brittney I had talked to her a little over the summer because they always played lightning in the “circle” which we called the cul de sack, as they talk I listen to music through my ipod trying to be the least amount of awkward as possible. Then the bus comes we all get on and as I get on I realize that my only real friend that i made won't be at my school and I will know no one and as the bus ride gos on i think about that and listen to my music a combination of the script, jason derulo, and maroon five . After a while the bus comes to a stop we have finally arrived at the school.
As we get off the bus we then go into the school through the oddly shaped parking lot and we go inside into this long hallway and what I do since i don't know anyone I just walk around all of the groups saying nothing because I no nothing better to do. Then comes time to go to advisory where we sit for the first like 20 minutes of class and while in there we played heads up 7 up and filled out some name tags. I sat next to a guy namedR richard and as we do the activities I then say “hi”
he says “hi” back
we talk about what classes we have and then the classes end. I then go to first core and that is language and in that class the teacher introduces herself and writes her name on the board she hands us syllabuses and crosswords and we are allowed to do the crosswords with our table groups at my table there are two other people a guy named taylor and a girl named caitlin, we all say hi and work on the crossword we get about half way done and the class ends. I then make my way to my second hour which was math and I get sat in the middle back row next to a kid named cameron and we talked a throughout the class and we get syllabuses she explains it for a bit and then hands out a practice quiz to see what we know I felt stupid because I didn't know anything on it. I look over at cameron and he is looking at the test with the same face of complete confusion, reading the problem in his head and then rubbing his head because he knows he doesn't know the answers. We then hand in the test cameron then asks me “did you know any of that “
I respond “oh no I maybe got like 3 right if I was lucky”
cameron then say “ya that was horrible good thing it doesn't count.
I agree and we then start to head off to lunch. when we get to the middle school which is across the street from the high school I look around and I feel as if this school looks a lot nicer than the cec which the stuck us 6th graders in and then we get to the cafeteria which is huge and jammed packed with kids and loud as could be with the talking of excited 6th graders. I then make my way to the ala ola cart line ones I get to the front Ii pick out french fries and a hot dog.I then look around and see cameron Ii go to sit by him because he is the only person Ii knewow i feel lucky i got a spot near some one i know and not having to make a awkward situation of sitting by someone i haven't talked to or taking someone's spot. I then sit down and start eating not really out going in conversation I then go to eat my food it was great i wasn't used to having good food at school but this was different it actually had taste and it tasted as if you went out to eat. as lunch gos on the bell ring and we have to go back to our school and then i go to my next hour where I had the teacher Mmr.Sspect he was my social studies teacher and probably my favorite teacher even though he wasn't really the best teacher he was a good guy and he was funny. when I get to class we all get syllabuses and he tells some jokes,he then explains the syllabuses and that takes up most of the class. Then at the end of this class he lets us talk and I revert to being quiet again and the class ends. I head over to science which is my last core of the day. I go inside the teacher is my advisor Mmxs. shuck she goes right into explaining what we are going to learn and what was on the syllabus and it wasn't much more then that i sat there in boredom like i did though most of my classes and then the bell rings and i head off to step which was sorta like a study hall i had mr. spect so i was pretty excited and he talk about what we are going to being doing in the class for about 5 minutes and then we head out side and we are told that we are going to be playing color tag where you run to the other side of the field when they say a color that you are wearing and then we play for a while running back and forth for a few times and then i gets narrowed down to less and less runners and more and more taggers and then I meet this guy named nick he say ”hi im nick”
i say “hi i'm Bbryce” back
we talk about strategies about how we are going to make it past them and we sort of develop a team of me and him since we have clearly got to into the game and we decide that running up the side is our best chance with the amount of taggers left. Then as we cross he gets out and there only being 3 people left and nicks newly founded friendship when I look back to see that nick is no farther than 10 feet away staring me down we both smile as he knows i can tell he is just waiting to call us over to the other side so he can be the first to get me and then they finally call a color i look down see i am wearing the color i get about 5 feet out and nick tags me and we both laugh and then hear the teachers say “ok kids it's time to go inside and pack up” nick and I both say “see ya” and run inside to go grab our stuff I get back to the classroom and grab my stuff and wait for the bell to ring it rings i go to the middle school to get on the bus the buses are already waiting for the joyful kids that have just gotten off of school. we get on the bus and on the way home i think about what had went on today the people i met and who i was going to talk to tomorrow and as i arrive home i think to myself it wasn't that bad.

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