Never Will Be Same Again
Chapter 1
Rebecca's P.O.V.
Rebecca, are you sure your ok?” my mom asks me. "Mom, I'm 14 not two stop worrying." I reply. "Ok, ok I'm just nervous for you since we had to move here to Ireland, since your dad's work moved here and-" "I know mom I know but it's not like this is place is new to me!" I say. I shake my head. My dad's Irish so we come here every summer. I open the car door and step outside. I pull my bag and swing it on my shoulder. "Bye, mom" I say as I close the door. I walk up through the doors of the school and I look around. My face turns really read but I keep walking as people stare at me. I then walk up to a blond boy and tap his shoulder. He turns around and I couldn't help but smile. His eyes are a bright blue. I blush even harder and stammer " Hi, sorry I'm new here can you show me where the principles office." " Yeah, It's straight down the hall and two the left. First room you'll see." he replies. "Thanks." "No problem." He says while turning back to talk to his friends.
I walk down the hall and take a left. I then see a door with the word's office across it. I open the door and pear in. "Hello?" I say. " A lady behind a desk looks up at me and says " O you bust be Rebecca! It’s a pleasure to meet you. I got your schedule right here. If you need anything just ask. My name is Mrs. Kelly by the way." "Oh, ok. Thank you." "No problem. Your first class is Science. You just have to go left and then right. It will be the last room on the left hand side." she replies while handing me the sheet. "Ok thank you, bye!" "Goodbye pet!" I close the door and go the way she says. I enter the classroom as I see the boy from earlier sitting in the back by himself. I enter the classroom and walk up to the teacher. "Excuse me?" I say to the teacher. "O, hello. You must be Rebecca! I’m Mr. O'Sullivan. You can go sit by Niall over in the back." "Okay" I reply. I walk over and sit next to him. I keep my head down scared that I might make a fool of myself. He then turns to me "Hey, I'm Niall. So your Rebecca?"
"Yeah, but my friends call me Bex." I say looking up to him. "O cool. So where you from in America?" How did he know? "Your accent." He replies. "O right... I'm New York." "O Sweet have you’ve been to New York City? I've always dreamed to go there." "Yeah, It's so crowded...." I tell him until Mr. O'Sullivan starts the class.
Authors Note:
Hey, This is my first story so please tell me what you think! Thanks!
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