The next day I woke up I first didn't know where I was but that's probably every morning. I forgot where I was and where I slept but then everything came back. Roxy, I'm at her place. It was about 9 am and I had a good sleep. Standing up I dressed in some new clothes from my backpack. A blue jeans and a red pullover. Roxy was in the kitchen making breakfast and she said I should sit at the table. She got me a coffee and we ate apple banana and yoghurt together. It was tasty. We talked a little and I left short after my time in the bathroom.
I was walking down the street as I past a high school and I wondered what it would be like to be a student in such a school. I'm 19 now with these emo clothes. Maybe the other students would mock or mobb me or they would just think it's cool because of my clothes but it is really cool. I always liked band shirts. Finally I desided to risk it and turned three years younger. My clothes still fit me and I still had my long black hair.
As I entered the high school a lot of students went through the hallways and I picked a locker to put my jacket in there. I didn't really caught attention between all these people. When it ringed I followed some students in the class and sat on a free seat. Still noone noticed me. As the teacher came in we had history and I took a spare book from behind. Not even the teacher recognised me. I was like one of them. The lesson was interesting. After that I followed the class into another room and we had art. I liked art. I painted a picture similar to the starry night by Van Gogh. It was fun.
We had lunch break after and I bought myself some food in the cafeteria. I sat with some other girls and two boys on a table and ate my sandwich quietly. Watching the students on my table I realised they look kinda similar to me. One of the boys had black emo hair and the other guy had blue hair. Two of the girls had black hair too, red and black and green and black. It looked really cool.
The third girl had orange and red hair like a flame. That amazed me and I accidently stared at her so she looked back at me and I looked away. She said:"Hey! What's your name?" "Kira", I answered shyly. The girl smiled and introduced first herself then all the others:"I'm Phan, these are Fiona, Xontia, Sam and Dan."
"Nice to meet you", I greeted them but they just continued eating and didn't said anything for a while. Sam and Dan started a conversation with Fiona about handball and the others talked about music. I listened to them till I finished my sandwich and bit in my muffin. Phan asked if she could have a piece of it and I gave one to her. She thanked me and ate it.
After the break I got with them in their next lesson. They knew I wasn't in their class but they didn't say anything so I guessed they accepted me in their group. They had English and the teacher was very nice. We did a workshied and she helped Sam with the exercise. Later she wrote some tasks on the black board and we did in the book while Fiona, the girl with the green and black hair shared her book with me. I realised she had green eyes too and they were beautiful.