New Unhappy? Part 1

 

Gracja is a nice 15-year-old. She's nothing special. She thinks she's just an ordinary teenager with brownish-black hair and light brown eyes. Not too thin, not too fat. Just right.

She recently moved to a new town. She doesn't know anyone here, and September and school are fast approaching.

"Well, maybe it won't be so bad," said Marlena (Gracja's best friend).

"Maybe not. But that's in a week..."

Marlena lived in her old town. Gracja had spent the entire summer with her and her friends, but for the last two weeks she'd been in her new home.

The days flew by, and before she knew it, the school year was starting. A new chapter in her life, because it was a completely different atmosphere, company, and teachers...

"I wonder what it'll be like?" she asked herself, standing in front of the large building of her new middle school.

Teenagers dressed in their best were walking from every direction. For once a year,

Gracja walked purposefully into school. She pulled a piece of paper from her purse, which had the number of the classroom where the commencement ceremony was being held. She read the number, but it meant nothing to her.

"Sorry," she said to a blonde girl. "Do you know where room 122 is?"

"New?" she asked the blonde in an indignant voice.

"Yes."

"You have to go straight, turn right, and take the stairs to the top floor. Room 122 will be on the left," she explained, and left.

Gracja followed the girl's instructions. After a moment, she was standing on the top floor of the school. The large hallway stretched on endlessly. The commencement ceremony was at 11:00. The girl glanced at her watch. "

It's already 11:10," she said to herself. She glanced back. There was no one in the hallway. She saw herself standing next to room 122. She looked at it and quickly went inside. A moment later, a frown on her face, she stood in front of a large class. "

Good morning," Gracja said.

"Are you Gracja?" the teacher asked, and laughter rippled through the class.

"Yes, it's me," the girl replied, ignoring the class's laughter.

"Hello, I'm Janusz Kamieński. Your teacher," the man said with a pleasant smile. "Sit somewhere. Maybe next to Renata.

" The girl immediately thought, "How am I supposed to know who Renata is?" but when she looked around, she saw the girl without a "neighbor." "

Hi, I'm Renia," the girl said as Gracja sat down next to her. "You have a very pretty name."

"Thank you."

The teacher began to talk about the school year. About the new principal and that some school rules would be changing.

When Mr. Janusz finished talking about organizational matters, he decided to introduce the class.

"Gracja, come here to the center," he said. The girl quickly left the desk and approached the teacher. "Now, everyone will say their names one by one."

Gracja listened attentively to the names and observed her classmates. She remembered almost all of them. She also noticed who was worth making friends with and who was best avoided. Renata was very kind to her, and the class welcomed her quite warmly. "

Tomorrow at eight," Renia complained when the girls received their schedules. "

Maybe that's better. We'll finish earlier," Gracja said.

"Yeah, right. Where do you live?"

"Not far at all. On Poczwarna Street, how about you?

" "I live in a different neighborhood. A few bus stops and I'm home, so it's bearable," the girl said pleasantly. "

Maybe I'll walk you to the bus stop. At least I'll familiarize myself with the area and see how to get there," the girl joked.

They headed toward the bus stop, which wasn't far from the school. There were a lot of people there, as the bus ran infrequently.

"See... see that group over there? I'll introduce you to them!" Come on! - said Renata, pulling Grace by the hand...