New School Horrors

by flute faerie

I walked up to the doors of my new school cautiously and carefully. I realized that the impression I left today could either make me or break me. I held my chin up high and confidently stepped through the doors. As I looked at my schedule, I saw that my first class was with Mrs. Binns.
Iended up turning an corner before reaching her classroom. As I walked through the door, a lady with a pink cashmere sweater who I assumed to be the teacher handed me a pink post-it note with group three on it. As I looked around the classroom, I found group three. Sitting there was a group of people who looked like the populars, with their Coach purses and compact mirrors at the ready. As they suddenly realized that I would be in their group, they scowled in my general presence. Deflating, I could then tell what kind of year this was going to be.

Comments

  1. New School Horrors

    Saint Chuck's Buddy Icon Saint Chuck

    Posted 9 months ago

    I like the subtle incorporation of the post it here. I neved did like the popular girls…

  2. New School Horrors

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted 9 months ago

    Deflating, good word!
    I also like the imagery of the compacts at the ready. Good writing!

  3. New School Horrors

    Lone Writer's Buddy Icon Lone Writer

    Posted 9 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very nice.

  4. New School Horrors

    Lone Writer's Buddy Icon Lone Writer

    Posted 9 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Cool Ratings work again!

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