-------------------------------------------------------------Charlotte’s p.o.v------------------------------------------------------
What if I’m not good enough? This thought pondered through my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror as tears streamed down my face. It was going to be my first siku at a new school in the middle of the first semester, I was completely nervous after leaving my best Marafiki and majority of my family back nyumbani after the move. I was always on the self-conscience side; but I was able to hide it with being the most maarufu girl at my old school and the head cheerleader for varsity since I was the only person who could do a round-off back handspring into a double back tuck and I was a freshmen; but I was partially maarufu due to my family’s wealth and town influence. I didn’t mind it though, my life was the best; but I didn’t want to leave it behind because all those hidden insecurities were flooding into my mind again. I looked around my room and then heard my dad say we have all of your dorm room items packed, so let’s get going. I was not excited that I was going to boarding school, luckily there were no uniforms and I could wear my normal clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror one final time before wiping away my tears and redoing my makeup and then I shut my door and walked down the steps and outside to our minivan. I couldn’t believe we were taking this car out of our five cars when there is a stylish mustang in the fourth garage; but my dad alisema we were taking this one since it had the most room. I sat in the car with my older brothers, mom, and dad; however I did have a twin sister but she went a little crazy so she was sent away after my grandparents alisema crazy is not good for our reputation plus I am the prettier and zaidi talented twin. We arrived at the school and the principal was waiting for us and motion for people to take mine and my brother’s stuff to out dorms. After that we followed her to her office and she told us her name was Ms. Faragonda and the other principal was Mr. Saladin; so we at there as she gave us our schedules and a map highlighted with our rooms and classrooms. So once my parents alisema goodbye we were each guided kwa a different person to our 1st class. The person who was inaonyesha me around was a girl in my dorm room named Madelyn but she goes kwa her middle name Musa and our schedule was identical minus seventh where I had gymnastics and cheer in the gym while she had private muziki lessons in the muziki room. She seemed very nice; but I was quite scared because 1 I was a freshman, 2 I was the new girl, 3 I would be bottom of the popularity orodha and 4 I had no clue what my classes would be like. Once we arrived to our advanced potions class with Professor Palladium, I began panic as I was introduced as the new girl and my two older brothers would also be attending this school. Everyone alisema hi and I alisema hello and reply before grabbing my textbook from the professor and sit down inayofuata to Madelyn I mean Musa and another girl who happens to be my roommate. My roommate’s name is Brielle but everyone calls her Bloom which oddly is her middle name. so as the siku goes on I see no sign of my brothers au Derek; but I have one period left and that is seventh so maybe he will be there. I go into the locker room and change into a sports bra and cheer shorts with a tank juu over it before pulling my hair back into a ballerina bun with my old cheer bow. I look around and see others staring at me but I just slip my blonde jazz shoes on and head out to where the teacher is to introduce myself. Then the coach smiles and introduces me to the rest of the class which are the gymnastics and cheer teams and they are in shock when they find out who I am; so for those who don’t know who I am au haven’t seen me before I do a routine on the floor, beam, uneven bars and vault. Let’s just say I made a good impression because I got onto both teams instantly; so I actually had a good first siku but I still have to see my room and rest of my roommates.
What if I’m not good enough? This thought pondered through my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror as tears streamed down my face. It was going to be my first siku at a new school in the middle of the first semester, I was completely nervous after leaving my best Marafiki and majority of my family back nyumbani after the move. I was always on the self-conscience side; but I was able to hide it with being the most maarufu girl at my old school and the head cheerleader for varsity since I was the only person who could do a round-off back handspring into a double back tuck and I was a freshmen; but I was partially maarufu due to my family’s wealth and town influence. I didn’t mind it though, my life was the best; but I didn’t want to leave it behind because all those hidden insecurities were flooding into my mind again. I looked around my room and then heard my dad say we have all of your dorm room items packed, so let’s get going. I was not excited that I was going to boarding school, luckily there were no uniforms and I could wear my normal clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror one final time before wiping away my tears and redoing my makeup and then I shut my door and walked down the steps and outside to our minivan. I couldn’t believe we were taking this car out of our five cars when there is a stylish mustang in the fourth garage; but my dad alisema we were taking this one since it had the most room. I sat in the car with my older brothers, mom, and dad; however I did have a twin sister but she went a little crazy so she was sent away after my grandparents alisema crazy is not good for our reputation plus I am the prettier and zaidi talented twin. We arrived at the school and the principal was waiting for us and motion for people to take mine and my brother’s stuff to out dorms. After that we followed her to her office and she told us her name was Ms. Faragonda and the other principal was Mr. Saladin; so we at there as she gave us our schedules and a map highlighted with our rooms and classrooms. So once my parents alisema goodbye we were each guided kwa a different person to our 1st class. The person who was inaonyesha me around was a girl in my dorm room named Madelyn but she goes kwa her middle name Musa and our schedule was identical minus seventh where I had gymnastics and cheer in the gym while she had private muziki lessons in the muziki room. She seemed very nice; but I was quite scared because 1 I was a freshman, 2 I was the new girl, 3 I would be bottom of the popularity orodha and 4 I had no clue what my classes would be like. Once we arrived to our advanced potions class with Professor Palladium, I began panic as I was introduced as the new girl and my two older brothers would also be attending this school. Everyone alisema hi and I alisema hello and reply before grabbing my textbook from the professor and sit down inayofuata to Madelyn I mean Musa and another girl who happens to be my roommate. My roommate’s name is Brielle but everyone calls her Bloom which oddly is her middle name. so as the siku goes on I see no sign of my brothers au Derek; but I have one period left and that is seventh so maybe he will be there. I go into the locker room and change into a sports bra and cheer shorts with a tank juu over it before pulling my hair back into a ballerina bun with my old cheer bow. I look around and see others staring at me but I just slip my blonde jazz shoes on and head out to where the teacher is to introduce myself. Then the coach smiles and introduces me to the rest of the class which are the gymnastics and cheer teams and they are in shock when they find out who I am; so for those who don’t know who I am au haven’t seen me before I do a routine on the floor, beam, uneven bars and vault. Let’s just say I made a good impression because I got onto both teams instantly; so I actually had a good first siku but I still have to see my room and rest of my roommates.
What the schools look like now
