^^Fatima's clothes^^
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Buzz...Buzz...Buzz...Buzz

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock.

Getting right up, I looked at the time, 06:45 am.

I saw Mei, soundly snoozing. I walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

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After what was like 20 minutes and the good soothing shower, it felt good. I changed into my clothes. I took out my black shoes to wear. I looked over at Mei again, still sleeping peacefully. I checked the time, 07:10 am.

"Mei. Mei! Wake up. You going to be late for the first day. Wake up!" I whispered loud enough to wake her up. Well, sort of.

"What is it. Let me sleeeeep!" She said, whining.

"No, Ms. Mei Hamada. You are not going to sleep anymore. Get up or I'll leave without you!" I giggled. I knew that'll wake her up. And I was right.

"Okay, I'm getting up. Don't leave without me!" She wined, as always.

"I won't but get up now."

"I am." She said getting up from her bed and going to the bathroom. In the meantime, I got ready with my backpack. I packed my binders, pencil bag and my water bottle. I checked the time again, 07:30 am. Fifteen more minutes. I knocked on the bathroom door to tell her the time.

"Fatima, I'm hurrying up, okay?" She yelled from the other side. I sat on the bed, going on my IPod. Mostly the pictures of me, my brother, my father, my mother, my friends and other people I love. During that time, Mei got dressed and was looking over at my pictures. I didn't even notice.

"Hey, who's this? He's handsome." She said, pointing at my brother. I jerked my IPod away, turning it off.

"He's my brother."

I looked over at the time once more, 07:40 am.

"We should get going now" We said at the same time. "There's five more minutes left."

We picked our stuff and head out the door.
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We walked straight to the receptionist's desk, Alliks. She was the only person we knew and who was friendly. I looked around me, kids, to be expected, everywhere. Big kids, small kids, seniors, juniors, freshmen. They were walking to somewhere. So, we decided to follow them. We ended up being in a big room, the auditorium. We sat in the front, where the freshmen sat, or more like supposed to sit. I was nervous, but felt a hand shaking on mine. Mei's hand. She was as nervous as me. The assembly was about to start. So, this the big thing Mei was talking about yesterday.

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The assembly took like forever. Well, it seemed like forever. It might've took like 15 minutes. Mei was snoozing half of the time. The assembly was mostly about the rules and classes and stuff.

After the assembly, we went to our classes. My schedule was very weird. I had English first period, Algebra II second period, Lunch, Geography in fourth period, Biology in fifth period, and Physical Education last period. I only had Algebra II and P.E with Mei, which sucked. I wanted her for every class, but I guess not.

I was in my English class with a bunch of strangers. I was sitting at my desk, organizing my stuff when someone came up to me. I didn't even notice the person until they cleared their throat.

"Hi! You must be the new student. I'm Natalie," She spoke so fast that it was hard to understand her.

"H-Hi. I'm F-Fatima," I replied like an Idiot.

"Heh, you're cute. Really cute. I bet every guy likes you," She smiled. Actually she's the one who's cute. Her long wavy blonde hair, her crystal blue eyes, her clothes. She was the one who was perfect.

"Thanks," I returned the smile.

"I should go back to my desk. See ya!" She waved and went back to her desk. The teacher, Mr. Heatherbee, came in and settled the kids. He talked like an old gentleman. Really polite but gets on your nerves. I looked around and saw kids being kids, handing notes to each other, throwing paper airplanes, spitting spit balls. And the teacher, being the teacher. Taking attendance. And of course I was the first one the list.

"Ahem okay, Fatima Ahmed?" Mr. Heatherbee asked in his british accent. Before I could answer, someone answered before me.

"Big head," someone called from the back.