Here Comes The Nerd ♥♥

[LiccleLimee]

The plane ride was boring. My mum was chatting away at me the whole time, even when I said I wanted to go to sleep. Moving to England, oh what joy. Why the hell does this have to happen? I was perfectly fine in my old school. Lot's of friends, lot's of boys, lot's of good grades. Life in America was the best time of my life. I built friendships, a good reputation, an amazing boyfriend. Was there since I was a baby, and I wasn't too keen on moving. It was my 13th birthday and your mum shouts you out of bed, pushes you into a car and drives the whole family to the airport.

"It'll be great, don't you see? An amazing opportunity." My mum mumbled as she nudged the pillow my head was lying on.
"Yeah yeah, okay mum. Can't you just give it a rest? I'm tired."
"Ooh! Look at this picture. Your school looks amazing from this angle." She said loudly, ignoring me totally.
I sighed and rolled over.
"Honey! Did you know there's a swimming pool there? Wow!"
"Mum, shut up. I don't even like swimming." I grumbled.
"Oh look at th-"

A big bleep came from the ceiling above us. Everyone looked up, and a woman came through the door at the bottom of the corridor.
"Now everybody, we are landing in 5 minutes, I repeat 5 minutes. Please keep your seat-belts firmly attached and remain calm. All parents please keep your eyes on your children when leaving the plane and the airport. Snacks are at the top, please have a lovely time at your destination."
"Well that was classy." Mum laughed, nudging me as if I was a 2 year old kid.
I felt like slapping her. Hard.

[Tiger111]

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[LiccleLimee]

So there I was, as bored as hell, with my mum nagging me to 'shut it' when she was the one talking, and an air hostess pushing me down a flight of stairs so I could get out of the plane as quick as possible. Some three year old kid threw a popcorn ball at me. It didn't hurt, but the flimsy crumbs stuck in my hair and it looked messed up.
"Listen to me!" Mum shouted down my ear.
"No, you listen to me, mum. This is MY school I'm going to, it's MY life, I don't care about the stupid swimming pool or the netball courts or the 'exquisite' foods. I just care about how I'm going to get on, mum. Water and netball's and foods aren't going to help me. So just please stop going on about it. I'd rather of just stayed in America, but y'know, things change. Just please, give it a rest."
That seemed to shut her up.

We got to the apartment that was soon to be my new house. It was really big, and tall, and my room was amazing. Black velvet curtains, with white and black tiled flooring and a black wardrobe. It also had a black desk with a white shiny chair that was decorated with black ladybird stickers. The walls were white, with black swirly patterns all over. It was beautiful.

[LiccleLimee]

It was school tomorrow. School. I really had no idea how to prepare or anything. It was a Saturday night but I had no friends to go out with. So I sat in my room for three hours straight, studying my school uniform.
Yes, studying. I read the planner over and over on the uniform section, just so I could get the rules right. I tried to bend round the rules, so I could make the dull uniform actually, interesting. But there was nothing to do.
Hey, I'll stick the sheet in now.

School Uniform, GIRLS
- Black skirt or black trousers. No belts, skirts must come below knee.
- No bracelets or rings worn to school.
- No hair died bright colours.
- White shirt tucked into trousers or skirt. Collar down.
- (Optional) Navy blue V-Neck jumper or Navy cardigan.
- Black school shoes, no trainers, no heels, no sandals.
- Nail polish can only be clear, black, white or pink.
- plain black tights can be worn with skirt, no fishnets or colours.
- Navy blue blazer - can only be taken off in lessons or in summer.

Oh, how boring. Oh, how woe.

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[LiccleLimee]

"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no." I kept muttering to myself as my feet, clothed with bright white socks and black patent shoes, reached step after step. Yes, I was climbing up the steps to the school entrance. I was dying.

"Ooh, you'll be fine." Was the first sentence I heard off my mum this morning. Dad was just sitting in the kitchen, his eyes shaded with the newspaper, a bowl of soggy, stone-cold cornflakes lying on the table. Kieran, my nineteen year old brother, was sitting playing on his phone. Jess was hissing at him to move his hand so she could see, but like average teenagers do, he was determined to protect his precious texts that he had received from his girlfriend.

Oh no. A teacher is walking my way. She has a clipboard. Oh no. I think I'm freaking out too much.

[kimmy1479]

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