"You're Not My Parents?"

Chapter Six: "Are you ready to face Bull Town?"

Panic. Panic. Panic. (…At the Disco!)

I had everything ready, pencils, pens, books, paper, ect., in my backpack. My hair was sweaped neatly into a pony-tail.

I took the liberty of making a list of things I needed and I shouldn't forget.

It inclued the following:

Books

Note books

Binder

PE bag

Phone

Lunch

Address book

Agenda with class schedule

Pencil bag

Calculater

Other things

I had everything.

But I still felt as if there was something missing.

Oh, yeah, I don't know any one there.

"You're going to be fine." My mom and dad reasured me as we got into the elevator to go to the lobby.

I only nodded.

I have never been 'the new girl' so I thought it might be smart to practice the "Hello my name is…" tactic.

We got to the lobby and waiting there was Simon.

"Hi Isabelle." He greeted when we walked over. "Mr Richards, Mrs. Richards, how are you this morning?"

"Great Simon," my mother smiled and my father nodded. They were both starting to warm up to him. "Let's go get some coffee and then go to work." She preposed to her husband, then to me she said, " you be good and have fun. Do you have your address book with you?" I nodded. "Good then you know when to reach us if there is any trouble."

I saw my father glance at Simon. Maybe he wasn't as warmed up to Simon as my mother was.

"Bye hun." She kissed me on the forehead.

"Bye Isabelle, you have fun at school, and call us is any one gives you any troble." My father informed me.

He winked and they left.

"So," Simon smiled moving to my side. "Are you ready to face Bull Town?"

"I think so…I hope so…"

"I know so." He smiled. "Come on, I'll show you how it's done."

He grabbed my hand and when he did it felt like the world stopped but we were still moving.

It felt wonderfull…