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She finally moved. Her Mom bought a very cool ranch house in a cute little neighborhood. They packed up their U-Haul and drove the 30 miles south to their new home. A new beginning. Their new house was awesome and was so much bigger than their old house. It had a nice backyard and was in a neighborhood with other houses all around. She loved it.
The first thing her Mom did was let her paint her bedroom. Her idea was to paint her room in red, yellow and blue to match her comforter and then she wanted to splatter paint her furniture in red, yellow and blue. Her Mom said yes. She couldn’t believe it!! It was so fun to paint and she thought it looked awesome when it was all done. Her Mom liked it too. They were off to a great start in their new house.
She spent a lot of the next month before school started walking around the neighborhood trying to figure out the lay of the land. Her neighborhood was so big that she even got lost a few times! She met the girl across the street who was a year older than her and was really nice. Her first friend! The only bad part was that freshman started a day earlier than everyone else at her new high school so her new friend wouldn’t be there on the first day.
She was so scared of that first day.
At home, She never worried about clothes or fitting in. But now? She was terrified of now fitting in. Her Mom bought Her a brand name outfit for Her first day. They went to the mall and found an entire Esprit outfit. She felt so cool. But She was nervous it wasn’t the right outfit. What kind of hair was She supposed to have? Would her sort-of-curly-kind-of-wavy-shoulder length brown hair be ok? Was She thin enough to fit in? It was nerve-wracking.
Before She could blink, it was the first day of school. In Her old town, She walked to school so She figured that since She lived close to Her new school, She would walk. Plus, She was not about to ride a bus as a high schooler! How lame. The only problem was that She misjudged the time and was late.
To Her first day of school. At Her new school. In Her new town. Late. Very late. How embarrassing. Luckily, She was not late for class because they had a welcome assembly first. She was kind of glad She missed it because who would She sit with anyway?
The thing She was most nervous about was lunch. Who would She sit with at lunch? What if She didn’t make any friends or meet anyone by lunch? Would She have to walk into that huge cafeteria alone and sit alone? How embarrassing! She decided that if She didn’t meet anyone by lunch, She would just eat in the bathroom. Going to class didn’t worry Her as much because teachers assigned seats. The lunchroom was where you sit with your friends. What if She didn’t have any friends by lunch???
Luckily in Her morning classes, She made a couple of friends and sat with them at lunch. Crisis averted. The rest of the day flew by and before She knew it the final bell of the day was ringing and She had survived Her first day.
Now tomorrow was a whole different story. The rest of the high school would be there. She had joined the swim team and would meet her teammates that night at practice. This made Her feel a little better that She would at least have a few familiar faces to greet Her in the halls tomorrow.
This moving stuff wasn’t for the weak, that’s for sure.
I remember moving in the middle of my sophomore year of high school to a completely different state–from Idaho to Alaska. I was terrified and excited! It turns out, I love Alaska more than Idaho; but now my family lives in Idaho again. Sigh.
I remember my first day of 7th grade in a new school and I wore the exact same outfit (or at least as close as I could get) to Alicia Silverstone’s outfit in the Aerosmith music video “Cryin”. I don’t know why I thought that was the epitome of cool, but I still remember it so clearly!
You have such a way of describing that first day, that I was feeling all my own teenage-anxiety welling up after lying dormant for decades!
I know those days all too well – 3 times over! Starting a new school, especially as a high schooler is grueling! I would expect you to just jump right in and make friends. You have that kind of lovely personality!