AMIRA "DON'T worry dad I'll make you proud." I say as I look at his picture in my locket. "Come on Amira you cannot be late on your first day okay." My workaholic mother yells. "I'm not gonna be late! You are! Why don't you just tell one of your husbands’ drivers to send me off, it’s not like you even care if I'm gone anyway." I murmur the last part. My mum stares at me cautiously. I give my room one last before I step out to head downstairs. I packed only valuable things. That mostly includes everything my dad got me. As I step out, my little sister runs to hug my legs. She's crying because I'm leaving. No more fun tea parties for her. "I don't want you weave me." she says. Awn she's so cute. "Lizzy I'm not leaving forever." I bend down so she can see my face. "I'll be back thanksgiving or Christmas." I tell rubbing her head. "Noooo, I don't want you to weave at all." she's whining. I love children, but I hate whining. It makes my ears hurt. "Don't worry, you won't even know I'm gone because, mum is going to have a lot of tea parties with you. She'll also make sure you get to see your little friends. Isn’t that right mum?" I ask her, because she's standing right next to us. I also say everything in front of the two them, so she can make this promise and actually keep it. Hopefully. "Yes yes whatever, let's go." she calls for the maid to take Lizzy away. "Bye Lizzy I love you." I hug her one more time and leave. ****************************** Okay so let me begin with the reason I got transferred to a new school. Flashback It all began on a Thursday morning. First period was over. I got out of class, walked to my locker just to see the school security going through my locker. I ran towards them yelling at them to stop going through it. I asked them why they were going through only mine. They told me they got lead on who was selling weed in school. I know what you're thinking is "I'm sure she did it." Well no! It wasn't me. It could've been me, but I'm not that careless. Anyway I started yelling at them that it wasn't me. It didn't matter, because they had already found some weed in my locker. I got suspended from school for a month unfortunately. My mum was so pissed at me. That was honestly the only fun thing I got out of it. 'I know I'm weird and crazy. Whatever.' I really tried convincing her and the school that it wasn't me. I didn't really expect them to believe me after all the trouble I caused. 'Hmm those were the times.' I remember the time I spray painted the librarian’s car all the colours of the rainbow, because she accused me of stealing a book and reported me to the principal. By the way I DO NOT STEAL. I am not that low. Or the time I caused an explosion in a chemistry class I wasn't even supposed to be in, because my chemistry teacher failed me and told the whole class all of my previous scores. I mean what a bitch right? Oh there was even the time I drove my mum's husband's brand new car through an abandoned building I found in the woods and called the cops. Oh that was so fun. End of Flashback But anyway you get my point. A week after my suspension my mum told me that she had transferred me to a new school. You could guess how I reacted to that. I ran away from home. I disappeared from home for the remainder of the suspension without contacting anyone. I didn’t even tell my friends until last minute that I was moving. My friends sometimes tell me that I have the tendency to be a psychopath. It especially didn’t help, as the school I am being transferred to is a boarding school. I mean shoot me right now. There was absolutely no point of doing that anyway, because here I am- on my way to the school. ******************************