"Stacey! Come on! You're going to be late for your first day at school!" That was my mother, calling me from my room. "Coming mom! Give me a minute!" I called back to her, frustrated. I grabbed my brush and combed my long, brown-ish hazelnut hair. After combing my hair, I decided to wear my pink coral colored crop top I saved up for from Smarty, along with my ripped jeans from Chill Chic. 'Being a Russian-American is hard these days.' I thought.
After eating breakfast, Mom drove me in her convertible and dropped me off. "Love you, dear!" Mom said, blowing kisses at me. "Love you too, Mom!" I said, waving. "Here goes nothing. Saint Oaks National Academy, here I come!" I told myself, nervously.
I opened the doors, with both arms, eyes closed. When I finally opened my eyes, I stared around in awe. Not only was it big, but beautiful! There were SONA (Saint Oaks National Academy) posters plastered on the wall along with hundreds of students! I walked to Locker 109, which, is mine. I opened it and was just about to put my stuff when somebody tapped me on my shoulder.
"Oh hey there! You must be the new girl. Stacey Hilton, am I right? I'm Ashlee Morgan. It's nice to meet you! I'll be your mandatory student ambassador for today!" The girl greeted. "Oh! Uhm, hi! I'm Stacey Hilton. And it's nice to uh, see you too! I'm glad you're my uh, student ambassador." I shaked hands with her.
"So, Stacey, do you wanna hang out with me later? You know, at lunch. I'll see you!" Ashlee waved. "Uh sure! Bye!" I waved back.
'Not so bad, after all.' I thought.