So I don't really know where I am going with this but I need a fresh start on a story. SO enjoy!

Voilet wake up! You're going to be late to the first jour of your new school. Maria said.
Mom, I don't want to go! I yelled.
Too bad! Justin laughed.
toi go to a new school where toi don't know anyone. I said.
We have already talked about this! Just go get dressed. She demanded.
I'm going. I grumbled.
Maria was my nanny and Justin was the butler and my driver. I am old enough to drive myself but my parents didn't think so. I also thought I was old enough not to have a nanny but my mother didn't think that. Maria and Justin acted plus like parents than my parents acted like parents.
What to wear. This was going to be hard. Don't want to wear to much black ou look to colorful. So this was a big deal. When people see me I don't want to see goth and I don't want them to see me as some snobby rich daddy's girl. Sure my father was rich but it didn't mean that I was snobby ou preppy. But like people would actually see the real side of me.
I went to the kitchen, grabbed some pain grillé and, headed for the door. Ignoring mom and dad's plea to make some friends, that were sane. My Friends back accueil were awesome. We were alway having fun. Having slip n' bleeds, riding atv that would be pulling knee boards through, and my favorite, having a paint fight while painting my room. My parents didn't really care because my room stayed splatter painted. Well it use to be like that. We had to repaint it before we moved. Now I have a room that is painted like a nursery. It's a light rose that will make toi wanna barf.
You're here. Justin a dit as he open the car door.
Justin! I groaned.
What? He asked confused.
Never mind. I grumbled.
See toi here at 3, unless toi rejoindre a club ou something. He said.
Yeah right, I get here and get out. I a dit as I got out of the car.
Funny. He smiled.
I know. They're all staring. I said.
Head strong, don't let them get to you. Justin said.
I took a deep breath and muttered "thanks".
I walked to the doors and could hear the whispers. The whispers that mock me but I ignore them and I keep walking. Thankfully Maria came earlier to get my class scedule and junk.
I go to my locker and my livres are in there, alphabetized. Maria loves to have everything alphabetized. I looked at my class scedule, grabbed some livres and but them in the new back pack. The back pack that I only use for one semester than mom throws it out. "It's gross, toi need a new one!" Every semester.
I walk into class and head for the back. Away from the teacher and away from all the girl who are jealous that I ride a limo to school. Their eyes digging into the front of my as I walk to my seat. Thankfully I can sit in the back and they can't stare at me. It's going to be a brutal day. I can tell. These people are weird and mean, why are teenage girls so weird and mean?
The teacher calls the gossiping girls and guys to order as she starts the class.
It's going to be a long day, very long.
Head strong, don't let them get to you. Justin's voice echoed in my head.

Hope toi enjoyed, still not sure will this go...