Chapter two
Hello
Name: melody Ridgewall

Dear journal (or whoever is reading this in a closet somewhere thinking I wont find you, but oh, I will.), dad was on the phone for a long time today at about 12:00, and it sounded like we are going to have visitors! We don’t get too many new people at school, so, you’ve gotta take every chance you get.
That is if there were going to be kids my age with them.

Happy,
Mel Ridgewall

I closed my journal and put it in my top drawer, and stared out the window into the heavy rain I heard the sound of roaring engines and looked down at the road to see two moving trucks driving down the street and pull up in front of the house across the street. Someone was moving in. I saw a sedan pull into the driveway, and a person came out. it was a woman with dirty blonde hair, and a black jacket, who was carrying an umbrella, and running towards the house. She pulled a key out of her purse and unlocked the door walking inside leaving the door open. I guess she forgot about it. I was loosing my interest, so I was about to hit the light and turn in for the night, but then I saw someone step out of the car, so I stuck around for a couple extra seconds, just to see who it was. A girl, with blonde hair, with one single solitary blue streak in it. She was wearing a brown sweater, no coat or windbreaker, just a plain normal old sweater! She was also wearing a brown skirt. I think she was about 11 – 12, but I couldn’t make out her exact age in the pouring rain (because my eyes are only oh so powerful). She didn’t look to happy, though. Maybe it was moving away from where ever they were from. I was getting tired so I decided to dim the light, and go to sleep. I would find out about the new people tomorrow, at school.

As the warning bell rang for first class, I walked into English with my three best friends, Crystal, Emma and Alexis. We sat in our usual seats, and started talking before the real first bell.
“So Alexis, what the scoop on the newgirl?” Emma asked Alexis. She knew everything about everyone.
“I don’t know, she won’t talk to anyone. I guess she’s just bummed about a new school and all.” Alexis replied
“Humph. Well that helps a lot. How about you, Mel? You know anything?”
“Well, I think she lives across the street from me” I said.
“Well? Anything else?”
“No, that’s it.”
That’s when the first bell rang first class. The students who hadn’t already been in the class started pouring in, especially the new girl. Everyone took their regular seats, but new girl just took an empty seat in the very back of the room and put her head down on the desk. She didn’t look too good.
“Alright class, we have a new student in here today,” began Ms. Lobel. I heard a groan come from the back of the room. “Miss Alex, please come up and introduce yourself to the class.” I turned to the back of the class, to face new girl- or ‘Alex’ as we now call her. She stood up, and walked to the front of the class. She opened her mouth and was about to say something, then the door flew open and Andrew Milner came in.
“Andrew, that’s the tenth time this month you’ve been late this month!” ms. L snapped. “You’re getting detention.”
“Please Miss Lobel? Just one more chance! I won’t be late again I promise! I just missed the bus and- “
“You used that excuse yesterday. Stay here after school. You can help me clean desks.”
Anthony groaned and slunk into his seat. I thought for a second I saw Alex smile for a second but it disappeared right away.
“Now, you were saying Alex?” Ms. L continued.
“Hello, everyone my name is Alex, and I just moved here from London, England.” Alex said in a heavy British accent. “That’s about it.”
“Thank you Alex and I must inform you that dyeing hair isn’t permitted at our school. “Ms. L said.
“But it’s natural,” she said. I picked up a few giggles from the rest of the class. Who would use a stupid lie like that? Ms. L looked at her, almost like she knew she was lying.
“ha, nice try, Anthony Neline tried that one last week when he dyed his hair purple” ms, l said.
“Honest. Call my mother if you don’t believe me.” After she said that she went back to her desk in the back and sat there without another word. Ms. L glared at her again then started the lesson.
“Alright class, we were learning about the French and Spanish dialects and how they are different from ours…”

As the bell rang for the end of the day, me, Crystal, Emma and Alexis walked back to my house. I had said that we were going to have visitors of some kind, and that they were moving here. We wanted to get the kids that were with them to join the free. Our group made up of people who don’t feel like following the rules of the popular people. To our surprise, my dad’s car wasn’t in our driveway, but in the one across the street.
Alex’s house.