“Shut up!” Ginny snapped sleepily to the alarm clock just above her head. She took a pillow under her bed and covered her ears. The clock seemed to be stubbornly noisy, which forced Ginny to get out of her bed. She stood up and fell over immediately since some textbooks were thrown down carelessly on the bedroom’s floor. She always complained her room was like a zoo cage while her mom, Mrs. Lisi, in the contrary, always complained about how messy her room was. Suddenly, to her fear, Ginny remembered that today was her first day at her new school. Stopped complaining, she put on her brand new uniform, brushed her tousled hair and darted towards the front door with two slices of bread, some sausages in her hand and her bag on her shoulder.“Good luck honey!” shouted Mrs. Lisi from the back of the house.
“I will need it, thanks… TAXIII!!!” shouted Ginny back with a mouthful of food. “Four Seasons Middle School please!” said Ginny as she struggled inside the cab.
Sitting in the cab, Ginny twisted her fingers on the schedule paper and looked out of the window as thousand of questions flew through her head like water stream. The idea of blending in with new people made Ginny concern and contemplate hard. Would the students treat her nicely? Would she be able to catch up what they have studied? What if they laughed at her lack of intelligence? After all, those things happened before. Besides, is her skin too bright to make a big difference from everyone else? She knew she would get all the answers once she arrived.
“Here we are.” The cab driver words pulled Ginny out of her thoughts. She paid for the ride and got off the cab. Standing in front of her were three enormous, huge buildings. Attached to the buildings’ gates were red bandrolls said “FOUR SEASONS MIDDLE SCHOOL YEAR 2010 – 2011”. As soon as she looked at the big stream of students going up and down the staircases, her body shuddered weakly.
Later on, Ginny entered the school and went up to the first floor. Probing for the schedule papers, Ginny was frightening when she found out she had left those papers in the taxi cab when her mind was busy with thoughts. Ginny went crazy and began to bit her thump. To find the main office of this school would take her a whole day. She swore that she would never dare to wish for a big bedroom anymore. While Ginny pondered for the most hopeful way to get to the main office, a boy came out from a classroom and walked towards her.
“Hey! Do you need any helps? I think…I haven’t seen you before. Are you a new student?” asked the boy tried to be helpful. Ginny turned around to figure out who was talking to her.
“Oh. Hey! Um…yeah. I am a new student. My name is Ginny, Ginny Grace. Nice to meet you.” Ginny replied shyly to the boy.
“Nice to meet you, too. My name is Fred Rawson. Are you having a hard time in figuring out the school’s schedule?” Fred introduced himself. His friendliness made she feel comfortable.
“Actually, I just lost my papers and the map of this school. As you know, this school is huge so… do you mind to show me where the main office is?” Ginny thought it was rude to ask someone she hadn’t known well to do something for her, yet, she had no time to consider other choices.
“Of course I don’t mind. We have 15 more minutes until the bell rings. Follow me.” Fred said. Ginny followed Fred to the main office like a child’s first went to a new park with her mother. Everywhere, the hallways seemed to have the same design structure, which must confused many new students like Ginny. Eventually, Fred and Ginny made it to the main office where an amiable woman with dark skin gave Ginny a copy of her schedule and wrote some notes to Ginny’s teachers. Feeling like a jerk, Ginny thanked the officer and left.
“I hope we have the same schedule. What is your first period?” asked Fred.
“Lemme see. I think I have … Science!” uttered Ginny.
“Cool! We will study together for the whole day.” Fred dragged a half-smile. The time when they finished the conversation was the time the bell rang.
“Thanks for your help, Fred. My first day at this school wouldn’t be this good without your help.” said Ginny wholeheartedly. Deep inside Ginny, she knew that all of her worry that morning was worthless when she found out how friendly and helpful people were in Four Seasons Middle School.
“It was just a little help. Well, see you in class then. Mr. Hardy will find you a seat, don’t worry. Our classmates will treat you nicely, I supposed. It’s going to be a great school year.” Fred bucked Ginny up as he dashed into the classroom. Ginny was the last one outside. She murmured to herself under the breath.
“Wow. This is it. Showtime” as she opened the heavy glassed door, and using all of her confidences to walk towards her Science teacher, Mr. Hardy, a middle-aged man dressed in a clean white shirt, tucked in a pair of black pants stood in front of the classroom.
“Hey, you must be Ginny. I’m your Science teacher, Mr. Hardy.” Mr. Hardy took a guess before Ginny could say anything
“Good morning, Mr. Hardy. Yeah, I am Ginny.” replied Ginny to her teacher as she handed Mr. Hardy the notes from the office.
“OK, after introducing yourself, you might wanna join and sit with Abby, the third row and the second seat… Attention!!!” Mr. Hardy received the notes and raised both of his hands. Silence covered the whole class.
“We have a new student.” said Mr. Hardy. Everybody’s attention shifted to Ginny. She calmed herself down, quietly reminded her of Fred and the officer. At the same time, she gave Fred, who was sitting in the corner a nervous smile and began.
“Hi, I’m Ginny Grace. Nice to meet you guys. This is my first day here, so I haven’t known lots about this school. I hope you will help me and we will be good friend throughout the year. ”
Her new classmates all clapped their hands simultaneously after the speech. They all smiled warmly back at her and somehow it made she felt like she was at a new home, welcomed by everybody.
They liked her and things would work well – at least for the moment. After all, it was a good start for a new student like her because Ginny had a long, long way to go.
the end

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