Starting this day...
"MOM..."-I shouted from up the stairs-"I can’t find my red shirt,have you washed it?"0
I waited for an answer while tapping my finger to the border of the stairs.0
-"Umm... I think so" -My mom’s voice came from downstairs, kitchen I think.0
-"Ughhh what am I gonna wear noww!!"-I said mostly to myself than her because of the long distance we have.0
Breathe.Just breathe.0
I told myself.0
This is my first day of school and I am kinda nervious but I hope everything will go alright. Let’s hope...
I open the window near the stairs and let the warm air fill me. It feels nice.
Me,my mom and my little sister moved into this house last week and I have liked everything so far.The place is nice. I saw some wonderful views when I went to explore the area after we finally put everything in place. The neighbourhood is quiet and everything is peaceful.We couldn’t have found a better place to live.
-"Jess!"-I hear my little sister talking to me.-"What are you doing there?Aren’t you leaving in 8:00?"
-"Oh my god what time is it?"-I ask while checking for the wall clock.
7:45
Noo why should I make myself late in the first day!!God help me!
I run as fast as I can to my room.Go straight to the dresser and start checking for something decent to wear for giving the best impression to school.
I see piles and piles of clothes thrown at my wardrobe and curse at myself for not being an organised person at all.I pull a black skirt but I think it's too short for the changes that my body has experienced through the summer and of course what puberty did. After spending some time searching I found a blue dress-Perfect.
I wear it too fast that I think I would damage it but I don’t, thank god . I go to my wall length mirror and check myself. The blue dress looks nice, it isn’t too revealing but isn’t too conservative either. I start straightening my hair hoping that I don’t burn them with the speed that I am trying to do it. My blonde hair have become a crazy thing since I washed them this morning and I hope it won’t take too much time putting them in a good manner.After trying to do that I start debating with myself if I should wear make up or not. I think that wearing a little bit would be okay so I go with it.I put some pink lipstick and some highlighter. I don’t go with mascara though I think that would be a little over the top in school for me. Anyway I check myself one last time through the mirror and give myself a big smile to boost my confidence. At least we have ourselves to put us in a better mood. I hurry to the door kissing my little sister to the cheek. I walk to the car where my mom is waiting for me.
"Sweetie ,you look so beautiful for the first day of senior year"-Mom said to me with an emotional voice
"No tears please"-I say to her but I am interrupted by a ring tone.
"Hello"- I hear my mom say-"Oh Jim.How are you?"
It’s my dad.He and my mom broke up when I was 10. Even though they aren’t together they still have respect toward each other. Many kids would say that having your parents divorced is the worst thing that may happen but I don’t see it that way. My parents are happier this way than when they where together so why feel bad? I go to my dad often so I don’t get a chance to feel sad that I may miss him. He has a new family though. He married after 5 years of the divorce. I knew that my parents would move on from each other but still It was kinda sad the way it went.He has now two other kids Lily and Thomas and they are adorable.I love them. So all in all I don’t feel bad about my dad having a new family as long as he takes care of me and my sister too.
-"Yes ,it’s with me"I get interrupted by my thoughts by my mom voice getting high pitched.
She passes the phone to me
-"Hi ,dad"-I say and clear my voice
-"Oh hi Jess.Are you nervious for your first day of school in your new country?"-He asked me
-"Yes,I am ... kinda but I hope everything will go okay."
-"It will,it will.Anyways daddy loves you and if you have a problem don’t hesitate to call me,okay?"
-"Okay ,thanks dad.Love you too".-I hang up the phone and turn my attention to the road.
I open the window near the stairs and let the warm air fill me. It feels nice.
Me,my mom and my little sister moved into this house last week and I have liked everything so far.The place is nice. I saw some wonderful views when I went to explore the area after we finally put everything in place. The neighbourhood is quiet and everything is peaceful.We couldn’t have found a better place to live.
-"Jess!"-I hear my little sister talking to me.-"What are you doing there?Aren’t you leaving in 8:00?"
-"Oh my god what time is it?"-I ask while checking for the wall clock.
7:45
Noo why should I make myself late in the first day!!God help me!
I run as fast as I can to my room.Go straight to the dresser and start checking for something decent to wear for giving the best impression to school.
I see piles and piles of clothes thrown at my wardrobe and curse at myself for not being an organised person at all.I pull a black skirt but I think it's too short for the changes that my body has experienced through the summer and of course what puberty did. After spending some time searching I found a blue dress-Perfect.
I wear it too fast that I think I would damage it but I don’t, thank god . I go to my wall length mirror and check myself. The blue dress looks nice, it isn’t too revealing but isn’t too conservative either. I start straightening my hair hoping that I don’t burn them with the speed that I am trying to do it. My blonde hair have become a crazy thing since I washed them this morning and I hope it won’t take too much time putting them in a good manner.After trying to do that I start debating with myself if I should wear make up or not. I think that wearing a little bit would be okay so I go with it.I put some pink lipstick and some highlighter. I don’t go with mascara though I think that would be a little over the top in school for me. Anyway I check myself one last time through the mirror and give myself a big smile to boost my confidence. At least we have ourselves to put us in a better mood. I hurry to the door kissing my little sister to the cheek. I walk to the car where my mom is waiting for me.
"Sweetie ,you look so beautiful for the first day of senior year"-Mom said to me with an emotional voice
"No tears please"-I say to her but I am interrupted by a ring tone.
"Hello"- I hear my mom say-"Oh Jim.How are you?"
It’s my dad.He and my mom broke up when I was 10. Even though they aren’t together they still have respect toward each other. Many kids would say that having your parents divorced is the worst thing that may happen but I don’t see it that way. My parents are happier this way than when they where together so why feel bad? I go to my dad often so I don’t get a chance to feel sad that I may miss him. He has a new family though. He married after 5 years of the divorce. I knew that my parents would move on from each other but still It was kinda sad the way it went.He has now two other kids Lily and Thomas and they are adorable.I love them. So all in all I don’t feel bad about my dad having a new family as long as he takes care of me and my sister too.
-"Yes ,it’s with me"I get interrupted by my thoughts by my mom voice getting high pitched.
She passes the phone to me
-"Hi ,dad"-I say and clear my voice
-"Oh hi Jess.Are you nervious for your first day of school in your new country?"-He asked me
-"Yes,I am ... kinda but I hope everything will go okay."
-"It will,it will.Anyways daddy loves you and if you have a problem don’t hesitate to call me,okay?"
-"Okay ,thanks dad.Love you too".-I hang up the phone and turn my attention to the road.
Let this day begin!
