This is a true story, its not some fake peice of s**t people say is true about themselves. No its 100% true. You can call it fake all you want, but I will share my story anyhow, just keep your ******** mouths shut and we wont have a problem.
My name is Nadia Shorette (Pronunceation- Nah-D-a Sure-et) I am female, I am 14, I have blonde hair that goes past my shoulders, dark blue eyes, (they turn gray, but my left eye sometimes turns purple) I have long legs and arms, but I have small feet and hands, and I am 5ft-2. I go to Jewett School of the Arts, and in the eighth grade. I guess my story begins in the first year of eighth grade. You see in seventh and sixth grade I went to Discovery Academy, but I got excepted into Jewett so I left Discovery, along with all my friends, to go to Jewett... big mistake. It turns out that the school is a big peice of s**t, but Im getting to far ahead. Ill tell you about it later. On the first day of school at Jewett, I missed the bus, so I got to school late. My hair was a mess because of the humidity, so that kinda embarased me, but that didnt keep me down. I was happy with what I was wearing. I was wearing a blue JSA shirt, with blue jean kneenockers, and my neon blue and pink Vans. When I got to school I went to the office to see what buss I was riding (because I missed it sweatdrop ). The lady at the counter asked for my name, so I told her, and she said, "You will be riding bus 9842." "Okay! Thanks!" I said as I left to go to my first period class. As I walked in I had seen that everyone had found a seat, so I walked over to an empty chair and sat in it. the chair was no where close to anyone, and thats how I liked it. No one by me and no one I didnt know bugging me. Thats how I saw it. While the teacher was talking, I skimed the class to see if there was anyone I think I could posibly be friends with.
To Be Continued...
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