When I started at Vinje High School, I thought I could get a new start. My hope was that this time I would make new friends and feel accepted by my classmates. I wouldn’t exactly say I was an outsider at my old school, but I just didn’t fit in with the others. I think that was the reason why I was kind of happy when my father told me that we have to move to Kent City because of his new job.
My first day at Vinje High crushed all my hopes. To be honest, it was horrible. Everybody knew each other and didn’t seem interested in getting to know a total stranger. I really did my best and tried to talk to my classmates, but it just didn’t work out. Nobody seemed to notice me. They already had friends that they were pleased with, and they didn’t even try to speak to me.
When I came home after my first day at school, I broke out in tears. Secretly, though, because I didn’t want my parents to find out that I wasn’t able to make new friends. So when my mother asked me how my first day had been like, I simply said: “Fine. I got to know a few people who seem nice enough”. I don’t know why I lied to my mother about this, I guess that was the easiest thing to do at the moment.