Mum is always telling me that these are the best years of my life, she obviously didn't tell that to the weather man, because my first day of high school was also the wettest recorded day in TwinBrook history. Unfortunately not wet enough to flood the school. I was not looking forward to the social ostracization fest which would undoubtedly unfold the moment I stepped onto the yellow bus from hell.
His face changed in recognition " Aren't you the girl from the tour this morning? If you are, you're a little keen because we don't normally take first years." "Oh", I breathed, totally deflated, I had expected, probably stupidly to just be able to walk in and get a place. As I turned to leave he brushed my arm slightly and said "Wait, there is always room, however people don't just get given places. Come back in a week with two pieces, the first 150 words entitled " My first day at high school" and the second 200 words entitled " The new school president". The second will require a bit of detective work to find out what you can about the candidates running for the position." He winked at me and simply said " Have fun", with a small grin on his face. That grin was like watching the sun rise for the first time. I replied almost in a whisper " See you in a week", the words which came out of my mouth sounded more confident than I felt.
Stay tuned for chapter 11 :)