Unsure...Crenshaw High School

Chapter 5. After learning that tomorrow will be when Lucy enters her new school. She begins to have a rough start.
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Unsure ch. 5 Crenshaw High School

We ended up as a family finishing moving late on Sunday evening. It was about 6.00 when I was about ready to collapse on my twin bed. Of course not all the boxes were unpacked. Only the essentials were unpacked. For example: my school desk and school supplies, bed, conferter, pillows, most of my clothes, hair and teeth supplies. But I sighed in exhaustion while lying in my bed because I knew my room is going to take a lot of work.

"Lucy, Millie! Come downstairs please!" shouted my mother. I sighed and made my way downstairs slowly. But Millie came rushing downstairs like a maniac. When I got downstairs I saw my mother in the kitchen sitting at the table expectantly.

"Take a seat, you two." My mother instructed. I shared a confused look with Millie but we did as we were told. "Now, I have enrolled you both in Crenshaw High School. You will both be transferring in tomorrow. Millie, you will be a sophomore, and Lucy you will be a junior. I bought you all the supplies you will need. They are in your backpack. Now I know this is a major change. But I'm sure if you two just be yourself, I'm sure you will fit in great!" My mother said joyfully.
Millie made a point in rolling her eyes dramatically. And I just scoffed and went up to my room. I can tell tomorrow is going to be a long day.
~~*The Next Day*~~
I woke up to the ringing of my alarm clock. I sat up suddenly and got whiplash on my neck. I rubbed it gently and got up. I decided to play it safe on the first day. It will be nice and warm today so I decided on Bermuda shorts and an Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt with converse tennies. I went to my bathroom and brushed out my straight brown-red hair. I clipped my bangs back in a twist. I brushed my teeth and headed downstairs to grab my bag and banana. When I got downstairs I saw Millie. She was wearing and orange spaghetti strap tank, paired with a red tank. She threw a baggy shirt over them. She had colorful bangles on her left wrist ( I so did not want to know what they stood for), and sweats, and flip flops. She glossed her lips with pink strawberry lip gloss, put mascara on, along with eye liner. Her ears were studded and she slung a red tote over her right shoulder. I raised an eyebrow at her appearance. She waved me over urgently.

"Hurry and come on before mom and dad comes out and smothers us. " rushed Millie
"Why? Where is your backpack?" I asked

"This," she gestured to the red tote, " is my backpack. I exchanged everything. Now come on. You are my ride to school." Said Millie. I just rolled my eyes and snagged my banana.
"Bye mom, dad!" I shouted and made my way through the front door, behind Millie. My mom drove a silver Ford to our house yesterday. I got it last year for my 16th birthday. I entered the driver's seat and threw my backpack in the back seat. Millie did the same with her bag and got into the passenger seat. She started taking off her baggy shirt as soon as she closed the door. I rolled my eyes and ignited the engine. Millie continued her costume change and took off her sweats to reveal short shorts. She got herself settled and stared at the dashboard with wide eyes.
"Do you even know where we are going?" asked Millie
"Yes, mom gave me the directions last night. Don't worry-and remember to get your things out of my car before you get out okay? I don't need any messes." I said Millie sighed and turned to face the window.
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I drove up into the parking lot filled with cars. None of them were alike. I gawked and stared as I made my way into a parking spot next to a blue truck. I got out and saw the owner of the truck. It was Justin. He was listening to his ipod and nodding his head to a song. He looked in my direction and took a double take.

"Ahh lookie here, Its airplane chica." Justin said as he pulled out his ear plugs. "I have to say I never thought I would see miss simpatía here."
"Me neither to tell you the truth. But, what about you? You are throwing all these Spanish words around. What are you Mexican?" I accused trying to change the subject.
"Well, yes I am por qué?" Justin asked
"You are the whitest Mexican I have ever seen. You must be, like, half albino and half mexi."
"Whatever. aquí, sólo le permite olvidarse de lo que soy. Aquí te guied evitar este infierno agujero."

"Come again?" I asked befuddled
"I said: here let's just forget about what I am. Here, I'll guide you around this hell hole."
"good idea. Will you show me the principal's office." I agreed.

"Okay. Well, then. Off we gooo!" said Justin. He grabbed my hand and dragged me across campus while shouting " Out of the way newbie coming through!" He is totally a different person at this school. He sent me flying when he halted at the office door. I stumbled backward, but was caught by Justin. He flung me back on my feet and steadied me.
"Here we are perder. El principal's office." Said Justin as he bowed.
"Gracias." I said as I curtsied.

"Now be off!" said Justin as he pushed me through the door. I stumbled into the air conditioned room. There was a lady with a book held in front of her stubby nose. She slowly lowered her book and glared at me.

"How may I help you?" the lady asked in a nasal voice. I stretched a fake smile across my face
"Hello, my name is Lucy Kimble. I am new here, so I was wondering if you had my-" Nasal voice book lady shoved a piece of paper in my chest as I was talking.

"Your sister came in moments ago. Now go away." I felt my smile fade as I made my way out the door with my schedule. I looked down. First period was...WHAM! A round bellied guy knocked me out of my way in a hurry. I got up from the ground and tried to gain composure. It was going to be a long day.
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Published: 7/20/2010
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