Chapter 1- Lousy Beginnings

Tiffany Joanna Harpe. Yeah that’s my name. I’m 15 years old and very emotional. Today is my first day of school-yep you got that right! I have never been to school before. All this time I’ve been locked up in damn foster home and NOW they think I am ready! Well I definitely ain’t. Jeez! 15 is the age when you get judged, 15 is the age when you start to get hangovers, 15 is the damn age I started puberty. I stumble down the stairs with my bag around my neck and I look live living hell. I got all my uniform right- rolled my skirt up so it shows half my thy, unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt and untucked it. But my hair was the disaster. I looked as if I just had a bath with 100000 electrical volts.

I skipped breakfast altogether and whizzed through the door and just as well since I managed to catch the school bus. As I dawdled on the bus hoping to find an empty seat I got a few snickers coming my way. People were pointing and talking in hushed tones whilst eyeing me. I found a seat and plonked down on it and cursed to myself. What the fuck was wrong with me? But I could hear the answer singing in my ear ‘You’re a chav. You’re a slut. You’re a sket.’ But so what? I’m sure there are many other…chavs in this new school. It was boarding school- Aleton Cherished Boarding School.

Boy was I wrong about the whole ‘I’m sure there are many other…chavs in this new school’ thing! I was about to make a grand entrance into the school- like in those American movies! I put on my sunglasses thought it was very cloudy and put on a sexy smile and then swung open the door and waited to see everyone’s amazed faces. Then I turned as red as a tomato since all those people in the corridors spared on glance at me then turned back to do whatever it was that they were doing.

What a freak show this school was! Everyone was in crowds-goths, emos, nerds, gangsters…but no chavs. No girls like me whatsoever! What‘s the point of having a school without us? Nevertheless I strutted through the corridors in my new high heels which earned my a few tuts and head shaking. I just stuck my middle finger up at those people and carried on walking.

I went up to the desk lady and said “I’m the new girl…I want my time table. Now would be nice,” whilst leaning on the desk casually. The lady looked intimidated- good- and shakily she gave it to me along with a map. I grabbed it off her and stalked off to my first class.

Hey guys sorry that this was kinda weird and all. Because she seems like two different people- well that is what I think. But I would appreciate reviews that can help me improve and compliments are welcome to. Thanks.