India looked herself up and down in the mirror one last time. Today was the day, she was starting at Waterloo Road. She hated that they got moved around so much, but she was hoping that they would stay here, for a little while, at least. Her skirt was rolled up so high it looked more like a belt, and her tie hung loosely around her neck. Her blonde hair hanging loose around her shoulders in soft curls, blue eyes accentuated by thick black eyeliner and her lashes coated in mascara, she applied one more coat of lipgloss, before deciding she was ready. She pulled on her high heels, grabbed her bag, and with one last glance, she walked out of her room.
She walked downstairs and was met by her father. "you look like a slut" he said. "I don't see why you bother, you already have a boyfriend"
India walked out of the house, regardless. The boyfriend in question was Nick, a suggestion by her father, not that she liked him much. She arrived at school and walked up to the head teachers office. She sat down on a chair outside and wondered what her new school was like. Despite the fact that she had been to 13 different schools since starting secondary school 4 years previously, she still got nervous. But her plan was to lie low, act like everyone else, don't draw attention to herself in any way. To everyone else, she was just a normal girl, like any other, or that's what she hoped they would perceive anyway. She was called in to collect her timetable and went to her first lesson, English, with Mr Clarkson.
I walked into my English class and was invited to sit down next to a boy named Harley, quite happy to just sit unnoticed for the rest of the lesson. But Harley and I ended up comparing timetables. They were fairly similar and, according to him, I had all my classes with his friend Zack. I asked him who he was. He turned round and pointed to a ginger boy on the back row. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. Nothing much else happened for the rest of the day, much to my relief, that was until my last lesson of the day, when, much to my surprise, Zack asked, very timidly, if I wanted to go to the cinema with him on Thursday. Even more to my surprise, I found my self feeling flattered that he was interested. But then I remembered, I was supposed to be going out with Nick on Thursday. As much as I hated him, I knew my father would get really angry if I didn't go, so I said I was busy, but could we go on Saturday. He seemed to have no problem with that, so it was set. Saturday came and at 4pm sharp I arrived on his doorstep, slightly taken aback by the sheer size of his house. I had spent at least an hour trying on outfits that afternoon. I had ended up in White jeans, a loose silk blouse with flowers on and my favourite White and sliver pumps. I had my long, sandy blonde coloured hair straightened and on a side parting. I knocked on the door and was surprised to see Mrs Diamond open the door. Had I come to the right house? I asked myself. But she ushered me in and I suddenly realised how stupid I'd been, they had the same surname, and I hadn't even noticed. We talked for a bit and then I went to the cinema with Zack. It was completely empty so we ended up running round the cinema madly and having a popcorn fight. Because of this, I have no idea what the film was about though, I guess we will never know. When we arrived home Mrs Diamond 'call me Sian' said that we were going to have a picnic, much to Zack's embarrassment. But, eventually, he agreed and we were on our way. While we were there it was so perfect. I proper family. It was sunny and Zack had his arm round me. We laughed and his parents liked me, which was a change. And then the storm came. The rain pored down, but even then it was still fun. We ran home in the rain screaming and then we collapsed on the floor of his house and laughed. I hated to leave. His family was perfect. Unlike mine. I wished I could stay forever. I didn't know when I could return. I knew my parents would get suspicious. And then there was the problem that I would never be able to invite him back to my house. We went on a few more dates and they were all perfect. I just told my parents I was at Emily's house. that was until I said I was going out with her and then Emily phoned up to talk to me while I was supposedly out at hers. It all came out and they threw me out. I had no idea where to go, what to do? So I just walked. I had nothing. Nobody.