I stood in front of the main entrance. This place looked kind like like my old school. But worse. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“Here we go,” I mumbled as I pushed open one of the doors.
“Woah,” I gasped as I dropped my stuff. “Amazing,”. This had to be the fanciest school in the whole entire state. Well, how would I know? I was in another state. Well, let me help you get a picture in your head. A huge glass chandelier hanging from the (at least) twenty-foot high ceiling. Stained Glass Windows, I felt like I was at church. Stairs covered in red carpet, I felt like I was at the Grammy’s. A lobby ten times the size as the one at my old school. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as I thought. If only the kids were willing to save a spot spot for me in the most likely over-sized cafeteria. I stopped looking around and focused in on what was right in front of me. The someone who was right in front of me. A skinny, blond woman sitting at a desk.
“Welcome to Middleton Academy!” she said.