I went up to my room and sat on the bed. No car, okay I can live with that, no private school, no this isn't suppose to happen. I pick up a photo of Oliver and my friends all crowded around me and put it in my night stand drawer. I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling looking at the stars that form the constellations. My dad had helped me stick them there when I was six and they've been there ever since. I close my eyes and think about what my life is going to be like now that I have lost the one thing I look forward to each day.
I wake up Monday morning with a headache. Today is the first day of public school for me. I groan and get up. I head to my bathroom and undress climbing into the shower. Once I finish I get out and dress quickly In a black mini skirt and a teal blue blouse. I blow dry my hair and put it up in a messy bun then apply my eye makeup and lipstick. I kiss the mirror and tell myself that everything will be okay. I head down stairs and find my mother and father standing in the kitchen talking quietly.
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" My father looks concerned but my mother just nods and smiles slightly.
"She needs to learn that the world is tough and it's nothing like high school." My dad nods and grabs a cup of coffee. My mother turns to me and smiles.
"All ready for your first day?" The way she says it makes me want to run and hide in the safety of my room.
"As ready as I can get." I reply sadly before grabbing some coffee and a bagel. I head to the front door and grab my black wedges, slipping them on before heading outside to wait for the bus. I wait for almost half an hour before I hear the low rumbling of the school bus. It parks in front of my driveway and I climb up the dirty stairs with a frown, the old man driving the bus gives a slight wave and smile. I look down the rows of faces for someone that I could sit with and not be embarrassed. A nice boy with glasses and a nerdy t-shirt that reads "I'm not your father." I laugh and sit next to him. He is cute with his nerdy looks and brown wavy hair. I hold out my hand to him.
"Hello, I am Anna." He starts to blush but takes my hand gently.
"Sam." He replies quietly. I like that he is shy and adorable but he looks quite familiar.
"Do I know you?" I ask puzzled. He looks out the window but I can see the blush running down his neck.
"I don't think so." He replies just as quietly as before. I nod and put my pink ear buds in and turn in Stressed Out by TØP.