New Kid on the Block
It’s 3 a.m.; I can’t sleep. First day of school tomorrow and this is the first time I have been the new kid. How will the day go? Will the other kids accept me? Will it be the same as my old school? These questions are whirling through my brain like dandelion seeds in a sudden breeze. I am so nervous and cannot help but be terribly apprehensive of what tomorrow will hold.
I wake to the alarm clock screaming in my ear. Well, better get up and brave my new world. I am excited; this is the first time we have ever been able to walk to school. I am thirteen and my little brother is only eleven. We will walk together but will separate once we get to school. I think this must be worse for my brother, since he is still so young. I go to his room to wake him. “Come on, Shawn. It’s time to get up for school.”
“I don’t want to go, sissy. Can we stay home?”
Of course we cannot stay home, but my heart aches a little for him. I know this is hard. I want to stay home, too; or go back to our old school, where we have thus far grown up.
We are finally ready to go. We begin our walk in the chilly morning air and arrive at school just in time.
“See you after,” I tell my innocent young brother.
“See you after,” he replies, solemnly.
So now I am off to class. It is homeroom, where they will introduce me and make me stand in front of the whole class. My face will turn as red as fresh lobster, and this will only embarrass me more. “Class, we have a new student today. Erin, will you please stand and tell us a little about you?” Oh, boy… here we go.
No one laughed at me. No one stared too long, with questions burning through their eyes. Well, that is over with; now to get through the rest of the day. This is eighth grade, so we do not switch classrooms just yet. I stay with the same strangers until lunch time. The dreaded lunch hour; I have no friends here… Who am I going to sit with? Myself? Just before the bell rings...