Hi my name is Lucy and I got into Elwood high school of the richest people’s kids in the country. I only got in because I got a scholarship, and trust me I am NOT rich, quite the opposite actually! My mother died when I was 10 right in front of my very own eyes and before she died she left me a letter in her will. In that letter she said she wished for me to go to Elwood high just as she had. She had a LOT of money in the bank for me just In case but I didn’t and won’t use a cent. I made it in with all my efforts and accomplishments to my success all for her.

When my dad found out about mom he went into a depression state where he went on a strike but, after his 2 days of no tv and no food or water, everything was ok. He works at a shop that pays well and I just got myself a job to help pay for taxes, food, water, electricity, etc. Today is my first day at Elwood I can’t wait!!!

I entered the gates of Elwood high school with my uniform on, backpack ready, and my dad beside me to get me into the school officially! I’m so excited and happy that I can’t even begin to imagine what type of day I’m gonna have. As we finally found the principals office my dad turns to me, his only suit that he wears on special occasions (meaning his wedding day) looks new and he looks awesome. I’m so proud of him. After what happened I never thought that I would ever see him in his suit ever again, “stay out here, I’m gonna go talk with the principal, ok?” He says. “Ok.” I reply

I looked through my book bag double checking to make sure that I have everything : pencil (check), pens (check), notebooks (check), books for classes (check), note cards (check), and whiteout (check) I made the list this morning making sure three different times before I left that I had EVERYTHING. I must always be prepared!!!

After about 10 minutes of staring blankly at the paintings, sleeping, and furiously checking to make sure I didn’t forget anything I look down the extremely long hallway expecting to see nothing, but there was, in the distance I see a small figure approaching me as it gets bigger and bigger. The figure finally is close enough to wear I can tell that the figure was a boy the same age as me (16). He has shortish jet black hair with no hair jell, light blue eyes like crystals or stars in the night sky, and a spiffy men’s uniform for the school that looks brand new! He goes up to the principals office door where you can CLEARLY hear the long conversation that’s still going on about what classes I’m gonna take and other important school stuff, plus my dad and the principal are friend( even though that’s not the reason I got into this school ) so they’re probably catching up with each other. The god awful good looking guy knocks on the door causing the room on the other side of the door to go quiet. Footsteps on the other side of the door grow louder as the seconds pass and the door suddenly opens up.

A grown man who has dirty blond hair, an amazingly sharp jawline, and not a bald old man whom is a complete perv. ( I was quite shocked to see that my fathers friend and my new principal didn’t look weird, ugly, bald, or a perv. Not that I think all male principals are like that just the way I imagine a rich school would higher a perv on accident and the perv would “help” students.... Gross). “I’m here to show our new student around the campus, ya know, as part of my “punishment”.” The strangely hot yet rude guy says to the principal with great disrespect ( How rude of that guy. I’m glad I’m not the one that he’s taking around the campus) I quickly stare at the painting realizing that I have been staring and they might think I’m weird plus I don’t wanna get involved in something bad on my first day! “Well, Mr. Nicholas, you are 9 minutes late, and you speak to me with such a rude tone! I wouldn’t want to have yet again another meeting with your parents about behavior!” The principal responded. (Ohhh you go, Mr. principal, you tell him who’s boss) “No I would not like you to waste your time on a meeting when you could be doing something else, sir. I’m sorry, sir. Could you tell the new student to come out so I can show them around campus, please?!” He replied in a serious like way. (So fake......wait there is no-) “Ahhh....” The principal begins which interrupted my train of thoughts, “ Yes, well, she’s right there!” The principal directs Nicholas’s attention towards me. He doesn’t look at me and just keeps staring at the principal. The principal looks back at Nicholas and says, “She’s VERY smart, so don’t scare her away, and do your job PROPERLY!” The principal says loudly as he slams the door in Nicholas’s faces leaving us alone in an empty hallway.

I look down at my shaking hands wondering (what’s gonna happen next). “Come on, we don’t got all day” Nicholas says irritated. I look up and see that he’s staring at me with his blues eyes angrily. (He probably doesn’t want to take a stupid new girl that’s not rich around the campus) I think to myself as I slowly get up from the comfy chair that I was occupying. “ok” I reply in an unhappy and sad voice as if I’m being he’s prisoner. Nick scoffs and begins walking fast as I walk behind him head down wondering (Why is this Nicholas so mean. Who died and made him king grumpy). We walked for hours until we entered a huge room with MANY kitchens and tables with people sitting down eating. “Wait here I need to go talk to someone for a minute” he left walking towards a group of guys you had a seat saved for him with some fancy food on a tray. I watched him eat the food slowly like nothing else mattered in the world! ( How rude can this guy even get ).

I waited for 3 MINUTES before giving up. I walk toward a different table that has no one sitting there and there was no sign of someone reserving the table. As I sit down to rest Nicholas walks towards me with his tray with the food all gone. “ I told you to wait there! “ he exclaimed in an unhappy manner. I hate to cause trouble but I wasn’t gonna stand there or in this case sit there and not stand up for myself, so I get up from the table stare at him for a few seconds then I,..... “ Well, what do you expect that I can stand still for a long period of time. You’re supposed to take me around on a tour. A tour to get to know my way around this HUGE campus. And I’m so sorry that I’m new and don’t know anything about the structure or what different room are used for. I thank you for showing me the cafeteria, but you could have invited me to come sit with you. Or even shown me a place to where I could sit while you mingle. So NO I am not going to stand still for a jerk like you whom is a fake at even being nice to his elders.” I kinda made a scene. I walk out of the cafeteria calmly and start wondering around the campus by myself. (How dare he have the audacity to tell me to stand while he eats with his friends and as soon as I sit down he wants me to stand up so he could probably get more food and talk with his friends more. how dare-) “um excuse me?” I hear a girl asking me. I turn around almost falling over with shock. She is soo pretty with long dark purple hair, probably a brand new uniform as well, and black eyes like the universe. She was the best and prettiest thing I have seen all day. “Ummm...... hi ..... can I-I h-help you?” I ask stuttering. “ Hi, my name is Elizabeth, it’s nice to meet you? I can tell that you must be new to the school.” She says like an angle that happened to bless me with her presence. “Yes, I am. My name is Lucy. It’s nice to meet you too!” I reply just as nice and kind as she did. She begins showing my some of the more famous classes that most students take, The gymnasium, All of the different types of sport courts, the secretary’s office, All of the clubs and what they are all about, until finally we returned 45 minutes later to the principals office. During our walk/tour we talked about the school, what the clubs are like and where they are, how the sports work and how to get into them if I so desired, and mostly explaining everything to me. She was so nice I can’t imagine if she wasn’t the campus bell! I knock lightly on the door to the principals office which is not so loud and full of conversation. I hear the footsteps getting louder as I patiently wait until CREAK the door opens. The man I saw earlier with Nicholas comes out. The room at which I could barely see was bland and my dad was sitting in a comfy chair. “ Ahhh, hello Miss. Lucy. How was your tour with our amazing-“ he looks behind me to find that Elizabeth is behind me. He starts looking rapidly around the room. “ Did he ditch you Miss. Lucy. I should have had Elizabeth been your tour guide in the first place.” He said maybe about to say all the terrible things that Nicholas has done, but I interrupted him. “Actually I ditched him. Long story short he told me to stand still and wait for him while he ate his lunch with his friend after 3 minutes I had enough and sat down. When I sat down he came over to the table and asked me rudely why I wasn’t waiting and I told him why.” I finished the story leaving the principal breathless with his mouth open. “Sir, you really need to find a way to punish him properly or else he’ll never learn!” As I said this I closed my mouth immediately regretting what I had just said. I could feel the embarrassment flowing in as Elizabeth and the principal stared at me with there mouth hanging almost to the floor. “Sorry, sir.” I said to make it feel less awkward. “It’s fine why don’t you come in Miss. Lucy. Thank you Miss. Elizabeth for taking Miss. Lucy around the school with proper explanations to everything.” I walked past him see my dad smiling and giving me the thumbs up as I sat in the seat beside him. The principal closed the door as Elizabeth walked away. “All right lets get you your new school books for your classes and your school schedule.” He handed me about 10 heavy books. The top book was named “Rule Book for Elwood High School”. On top of that book he put a 5 page packet that said “Schedule”. I looked at the principal and a huge smile grew on my face. (I can’t wait. ELWOOD HIGH HERE I COME!!!) I scream in my thoughts unknowingly

After the 10 minute meeting was finally over me and dad had to find our way around the campus to our car.

We weren’t rich so our car stood out like a thumb that is so disgusting looking compared to the other thumbs in the room, except it was a car not a thumb.

I look over at dad with my head down hiding my face from passing students smirking or laughing at the sight of an man with a decent suit getting into a car in terrible shape.

“Hey, what’s wrong kiddo?” Dad ask as we get into the car. “Just I’m worried about how I’m gonna do at this school!” I reply (my nose is probably 20 feet long right now with that lie). I love my dad to pieces but, I am a little bit embarrassed that our car looks like crap.

We left the campus with our heads up. We both talk back and forth about how we couldn’t believe that mom even went to that school and about how huge it is and how I’m gonna need someone to help me go to the classes and so on.

As soon as we got home I jumped out of the car with my books and schedule in hand. Walk up to our tiny apartment building that’s VERY small. I unlock the door and step into our apartment. I look around the tiny hallway with a door on each side.

I walk past the two doors and head into the mediocre at best room with a small table for only 3 people and if you really try maybe 9 people could sit at the table, but after my mom left we never invited people over.

I sat at the table setting down my books. I look up from my happiness and see my dad looking at me with a worried and shocked face. “What?” I say confused. He has seen me bring home plenty of big books and look actually happy. “Just....I don’t understand why your mother actually went to this school. I never knew why you ever even liked school until...we found the letter for you in the will.” He finishes his brown eyes showing the sadness of the heartache and the painful memories of mom. “Yeah...” I reply just as sad. I look down at my schedule and books and look up at my dad with a look that says (I Really love you but I want to get to work) he nods his head and walks back into the hallway opens one of the door and he’s walks into his room.

I look to my right and see the only picture of mom that me and dad could find. Grandpa (my moms dad) took almost ALL of her photos. He didn’t really like the idea of his daughter whom was rich and had a good life to marry a poor man like my dad. But when I was born he wanted my mom to come back home with me so that I could live a rich life. Mom my disagreed because she didn’t want me to become a spoiled rich kid. Grandpa wasn’t to happy about that and planned in making my dad and my life a living hell as soon as she died.

I walk over to the picture of my mother. I sit down on the soft carpet underneath my feet. I kneel to the picture and start automatically crying like my brain already knows before I even look at the picture. “Hey mom! I went to your old school today. It was very big!” I begin to feel tears in my eyes. “I love you mom, and I miss you a lot!” I wipe my eyes before I cry and I get up from the carpet. I walk slowly to the table pick up my books and schedule and make my way over to the other door. I enter the hallway and I open my door carefully. I put my books on my bed. I look around my bedroom. A tiny twin size bed in the corner closest to the door. A closet on the left side of the room diagonal from my bed. A small desk and chair in the corner farthest from my door. I pick up my schedule and look at it closely. I get out my dry erase marker and copy my schedule onto my white board.

First period: Economy

Second period: Mathematics

Third period: Business

Fourth period: Manners

Fifth period: Lunch

Sixth period: Dance

Seventh period: English

Eighth period: Horse riding

Ninth period: Proper Etiquette

Tenth period: Computer Science

Eleventh period: Language

I look at my schedule with excitement building up with in. (I CAN’T WAIT!) I say to myself as I finished putting my amazingly long schedule on my white board.

I get up from my chair pushing it back into place. Flick the lights off and head off to bed. ( I can’t even begin to imagine how nice the people there are! )