The New School Atmosphere

The door swung inward. I stood and breathed
The new school atmosphere.

We moved in from a town, in the country.
Not, as if anyone knew where it was.
I knew that it would be hard to make friends because,
Everybody, who was a somebody, knew everybody. Where we came from

I wasn’t here by myself. There were three of us.
Julia, was 12, I just turned 13. And Jack, well Jack, he was also 13.
Luckily, we were all in the same class.

We were all nervous. Jack was on my left, and Julia, on my right.
This was the way that we enter any school. Hand-in-hand.
As we walked, we felt like there were a million eyes staring at us.
We were kind of use to it by now.

We were like a team, Julia had the Brains, Jack had the style
While, I was outgoing, and the leader.

Our first class was English. I wasn’t good at that.
Julia was good at Maths, and also hated English.
While Jack was the best, we always copied his answers

We had a teacher called: Mrs. Roberston
She looked kind and generous, luckily, she didn’t ask us any questions.
We stuck together all day, what else would we do?

When we got to our knew home, I stopped and breathed
It smelt and felt like home.
I knew that we would enjoy being here.