MY FIRST DAY AT DRE

It all started with my mom trying to wake me up about five or nine times. It was my first day of school, and obviously, I could not be late.

“Get up! We’re going to be late!”

I was not excited. I hate waking up early, especially for school. My sister, on the other hand, was happy and talking about making new friends. I was too tired to care.

When we arrived, I felt nervous right away. All I could think was, “It is over.” I felt stuck, like I did not belong. At the office, a kind woman greeted us, which helped a little, but when they started asking about my old school, I could not hold it in. I ended up crying, which was embarrassing.

After I calmed down, we waited for my schedule. They accidentally sent my sister to the wrong class, which was actually kind of funny. While I was waiting, a girl came up to me and asked my name. I froze at first, but then I introduced myself. She was kind, and we started talking. Everything about the school felt new and different.

When I got my schedule, I chose creative writing as my elective because I wanted to improve my skills. Since I missed my first classes, my new friend gave me a tour. Another student even invited me to join dance.

In my first class, I sat in the back, hoping no one would notice me, but people kept looking. It made me nervous. I do not like being the center of attention. Later, I met a group of girls who were kind and welcoming, which helped.

At lunch, I sat with them, but I could not start a conversation. I kept getting stuck on my words. Later, another girl asked me to sit next to her. She was very energetic and friendly, which made me feel more comfortable.

By the end of the day, I was exhausted. I told my dad it went well, but it still did not feel like my place. Even now, it is hard sometimes, but little by little, I am starting to feel like I belong. Maybe that is what a new beginning really feels like.