It's hard being new ......a new school ,new house and worst of all new friends not saying that there is anything wrong with new friends just that it can be hard to find new ones,expeasially when you are COUNTRY,and every one is sooo different and looks different ..like fashon and hair , nails ........ and worst of all sometimes makeup. It's soo hard fitting in when people are staring at you and whispering,"Look at her,her clothes are hidious."
Then you see it.The perfect person to make friends with. A random stranger sitting at a table all alone.You walk up and say,"Hey! Can I sit?" You get along great and there's no more worring about not having a friend.
You have the courage to ask the random stranger their name. The stranger replies whith a smile and says,"I'm Italy. What is your name?" You answer with a smile," My name is Adrianne,but everyone calls me Adri." Then boom,it hits you. What if Italy does'nt like you? .... Well mabe she will, knock on wood.
And you hope and prey. Then she looks over at a table whith rambunctious teens,laughing loudly , and she says those people over their are bad news. They are mean,rude,and obnoxious.Then you notice a really cute guy over there.