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CH 4
A New School

Flashback: ‘Pray for me that it won’t be a nightmare tomorrow.’
* Next Day*
Hey! Did you even pray for me last night? I know you must have not because I see nightmares written all over. Currently, I am standing in front of the barred iron gates of my new school. I was quite awestruck as I read the text printed in golden letters on the school wall ‘WELCOME TO REBECCA LEE MIDDLE SCHOOL’. I got in and turned around to scan the surrounding. These kids are rich brats, I must guess. Look at how they are flexing. At a distance but not far I saw a group of 5 girls talking to each other in a low voice. But I clearly heard one of them say “Look at that Blonde cat. A new one, I see”
“Don’t worry her day is going to get ruin today.” Another one who was wearing a Gucci shirt replied and they all started laughing.
‘A blonde cat’ seriously? How dare she call the legend Roseanne Rubin like that? And the other one. What did she say? That she is going to ruin my day. She must be wearing a fake T-shirt and she must know that my Joyce has the original one. Even though I am literally burning in rage but I will just ignore these people.
I was walking through the corridors I saw that I was the only one walking alone. Nobody understands this feeling! Every time I try talking to someone they talk to me nicely on the first day and the next day even I try to talk they will just indirectly ignore me. Does this to you as well? Don’t worry because you are not the one.
I entered my class finally after crossing the seemingly long corridor. The class was filled with noisy kids. There was no teacher in here. What am I supposed to do? I was lost in my thoughts somebody passed from beside me making me startled. I looked to see a smiling woman. I smiled back at her as she started speaking, “Good morning students. Sorry I just got a bit late as I had work in the principal’s office. So, today we have a new student.” Her voice was very soft. She turned to me and said, “Hello dear, I am your homeroom(class) teacher, Elisa Dismont. Please go near the blackboard and introduce yourself to your friends.”
I went and stood in the front of the class and started speaking nervously, “Hello. M-my name is R-Roseanne Rubin. I come from Australia. You can call me Rosie. Hope you cooperate with me. A-and I am sure we will have a good year ahead. Thank you.” I bowed and looked up to see the students around. I could not see anyone who could be in good books with me. My eyes suddenly spotted those 2 girls who were whispering about me. Why should they be in my class?

*This Chapter(4) will be continued *

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