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!
