so it all started out..my mom and sister and i moved from Atlanta....and were at the time were at a hotel....Hilton i think..it was sept 11th 2015.......here i am this 11 yr old girl with dark black hair in a tidy bun and my eyes were a certain special shade of brown....perhaps hazel.......there we came out of a taxi to meet principal Richards at school saint Joesph in new jersey..(btw hotel was there too) my heart was pumping and in my head i thought (this is a nice school..but ummmmm i am fearful) remember for the past 3-4 years i had been home schooled along with my sister. So he walked us up the stairs and showed my sister to her level and i said bye to my mom....then he handed me to this old lady and i forgot her name but then i didn't know her name at the time anyways. There we walked down a hallway....with posters of kids work and 8th graders walking down the hall and then my heart was pumping soooo hard. I was thinking (what if i become anti social or what if i have NO friends at all...what if the other girls are WAY better looking than i am) These were many of my social fears but there she brought me into my first class...the one i hate the most....MATH CLASS!!!! "KIDS! Lower your voice now...we have a new student..whats your name dear?" said the old lady...'ummm (princess perfect)" btw i told them my real name but you guys know me as that name. A girl comes in with a pencil and sharpens it for me... She had short brown curly hair and was short and a little plump. "here you go" she says "thnx!" i was seated next to a group of boys....but the maths as a feared was a little hard for me. We got through math class ( thank god) and when we did my charming vibe came through the shyness.
Everybody in the classroom was around me and even these 3 boys who later found out are called "CLASS CLOWNS" wanted to talk to me BUT....i was seated eating snack next to a girl named Teresa who hanged out with Marina the girl who gave me the pencil and even a girl named Benaly hanged out with the two..The large group i later found out as the mean girls even wanted me to sit with them BUT...i appreciate kindness and decided to hang out with the girls who sat with me while the crowd was asking me so many questions. So at the end of that day i told my mom everything and i was sooo happy....i mean what else do you expect last time i really had friends i was in 1st grade.
I dont remember much from the second day but at the beginning of the school year this popular boy (a class clown) in my class of course names Edward might have had a small crush on me or something....Later i will tell you why he didnt anymore. In the middle of that day i remember our awesome English and homeroom teacher walked around and found this paper in this boy desk (his name was Samar) and the teacher said "somebody is gonna be popular this year...it says PRINCESSPERFECT on it" So basically i was 2 days in and somebody already had a crush on me (btw didnt think Edward liked me) But i pretended not to notice.
I will tell you another diary entry soon dont forget to ask qs...i will answer..HIGS AND KISSES
