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CARA'S NEW FRIENDS AND SONG ABOVE
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After about 20 minutes and a wrong turn I finally reached the hell hole that I will now be calling my school.
My last academy was ten times more proper, and I could tell by the uniform-less misfits and the several cliques that I have already picked out, that this year would be treacherous, especially with my social awkwardness .
"Well here goes nothing" I mumbled underneath my breath and started forward.
That comment made me think of Kayla, she used to say that all the time, it must have rubbed off on me.
I walked with the other teenagers, or shall I say children, to the auditorium where the faculty is supposed to register us before classes start.
I could already tell that their program was completely different than my old one.
I stood in line with the other tenth years, or sophomores, as the Americans call it. The line was moving quickly so my turn was near.
After five minutes the lady called me up and offered me a warm smile, which I kindly returned with a small shy smile of my own.
"What's your name sweetheart?" She asked.
"Cara Matthews." I replied quietly.
"Okay Car-uh, I'll print off your schedule in a moment, if you don't mind waiting."
I had to re run her sentence twice through my head until I was sure she pronounced it wrong
"Okay but it's pronounced Care-ah, not Car-uh." I corrected her.
"Oh, I'm sorry Miss, my mistake. What extra classes do you want to take?"
"Music and art please."
"Okay, just let me print this out."
As I waited I was humming 'Ballad of Mona Lisa' by Panic! at the Disco
She handed it to me and paper with my locker number and combination lock and sent me on my way.
My locker was number 105, so I walked down the hall and found that it was third from the last on the left side.
I opened my lock with the digits written on the paper, and found that the text books that I needed were in there already.
I searched my schedule for the first class: Chemestry
I quickly found the book and started walking to room 263, for the class.
When I found the room I saw it had a couple of kids in it already, so I went in and took a seat in the back next to a blonde girl with a ninja turtle shirt and some vans.
I haven't even met the girl but I knew we would be great friends just from her style.
I saw that she was doodling in a notebook, and as curious as I am I looked at it.
I couldn't see much because her hand was in the way but I saw the words 'Homestuck', 'Johnkat', and 'Trolls'.
I wasn't sure what homestuck and trolls meant but as a tumblur addict, I am pretty sure 'Johnkat' was a shipping name.
She caught me studying her drawings and smiled a bit, as she turned around and stuck out her hand.
"Hey, I'm Meghan, but you can call me Meg"
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Finding my way
FanfictionCara was just a British,16 year old girl. She was your tipical geek. Oh and one other thing, she was selectively mute. Will it take a big move from London to America and a couple of bullies to help her find her crack open the school's not so perf...
