Premier jour d'école

À 7 heures du matin. C'est ce qu'on appelle "S" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M"" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M" et "M"
W.D.: 58 D.D., S.D.C..
C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit.

"Bonjour, les étudiants!" Le visage joyeux de la principale Nancy Wheeler a appelé dans le petit microphone attaché au podium. Le crépitement du vent frais du matin qui s'écoule à travers elle. Le corps des élèves assis dans les gradins attachés au terrain de football, il y avait un peu moins de 1000 élèves dans toute l'école, ce qui en fait une communauté très serrée de gens se connaissant à l'école et autour de la ville. Il ne serait pas surprenant que vous ayez grandi à Arrowsmith que vos parents et peut-être même leurs parents aient fréquenté l'école. Mme Wheeler a poursuivi : « La faculté d'Arrowsmith et moi sommes ravis de passer cette année avec vous. Nous avons construit une journée amusante aujourd'hui, un carnaval pour les aînés, mais nous avons invité chacun à profiter. Demain, la vraie école commencera où vous obtiendrez vos horaires ainsi que l'acquisition de la capacité de s'inscrire pour les sports et les clubs. Pour l'instant, profitez des festivités de la journée. Faites-vous des amis, rencontrez vos professeurs, et surtout GO BENGALS!" Quelques applaudissements et applaudissements ont explosé des gradins alors que les enseignants ont commencé à licencier des groupes d'élèves par année d'études, les aînés d'abord, les juniors, les deuxièmes années, puis la première année. Ils se rendraient bientôt sur le terrain où divers jeux stupides, compétitions, vendeurs de nourriture, une roue pop-up ferris, un cours d'obstacles rebondissent maison, et de nombreux endroits pour juste s'asseoir et discuter avec des amis.
Des gens dispersés au début du jour.

C'est ce que j'ai dit. C'est ce que j'ai dit.


L'ordre du jour provisoire de l'Assemblée générale des Nations Unies
(En milliers de dollars des États-Unis) (en milliers de dollars des États-Unis)

Wynona avait bien commencé sa journée, elle a eu une bonne nuit de sommeil, s'est réveillée et a eu un petit déjeuner d'oeufs et de toasts et a même eu assez de temps pour faire ses cheveux et se maquiller pour le premier jour de l'école. Elle avait dit à son père qu'elle n'aurait pas besoin de son sac à dos pour ce jour d'école, mais il a insisté pour qu'elle l'apporte, alors elle l'a fait. Avec une queue de poney haute sur sa tête, elle a tourné le menton légèrement vers l'arrière en laissant un soupir. C'était sa première année d'école, et elle n'était pas aussi nerveuse qu'elle pensait qu'elle allait l'être, mais elle ne pouvait pas s'empêcher d'avoir un peu de papillons dans son ventre.
Ajustant ses sangles sur ses épaules, elle monta les escaliers jusqu'à la zone de première année des gradins. Dans l'arrière où personne ne pouvait vous voir ou vous entendre. Plonger sur le siège froid, elle a laissé sortir un peu de surprise. Elle a ajusté son fond sur le siège, tirant ses jambes noires couvertes de jambes sous elle afin qu'elle puisse quelque peu protéger son corps du métal froid. En lui tapant les mains à l'intérieur de son pull gris, elle regarda attentivement le directeur commencer son discours en accueillant tout le monde et en donnant des informations.
Ne prêtant pas trop attention à ce que Mme Wheeler avait à dire, les yeux de Wynona ont commencé à errer, regardant les gens qui doivent être ses camarades de classe. Elle en a reconnu quelques-uns, mais n'avait pas d'amis proches qui l'avaient suivie du collège qu'elle avait fréquenté. Atteignant dans une poche extérieure de son sac à dos, elle a attrapé son paquet de chewing-gum et sorti un bâton, le brouillant dans sa bouche. Attendant que son groupe soit congédié.
Wʏɴᴏɴᴀ Gʀᴀʏ Bᴇʟᴠᴜᴇ
  

Bᴀʙʏ Wɪʟʟ Yᴏᴜ Bᴇ Mʏ Cᴏʀᴏɴᴀ & Lɪᴍᴇ?
& I Cᴀɴ Bᴇ Yᴏᴜʀ Mᴀɪɴ Sǫᴜᴇᴇᴢᴇ.

Lᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ
|| NAME ||
Wynona Gray Belvue
|| GENDER ||
 Female 
|| AGE ||
Fifteen
|| GRADE ||
Ninth
|| SEXUALITY ||
Heterosexual
|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||
Single
|| MORE IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||
Small and sweet, but sturdy on her feet. Wynona is a small girl of around five feet tall and barely weighing one-fifteen pounds. She has curves in all the right places, and some in the wrong places, but who the fuck cares? Her natural hair color is a dark brown, but she keeps it blonde for fun. Wynona's father and mother have brown eyes and so does she, and can usually be seen creased as a grin is smothered across her mouth. Loving to have her hair, nails, and makeup done when possible, Wynona can be described as well manicured and put together. Her clothing style is more on the urban side, favorite color is red, and she absolutely hates heels.

Sʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴘ ʜᴏᴘ & ʀᴏᴄᴋ ɴ ʀᴏʟʟ
|| PERSONALITY TRAITS ||
Genuine. Fun. Jealous. Lazy. Social. Harsh.
|| PERSONALITY ||
Wynona is a sturdy friend who will make you feel loved, needed, and have you clutching your sides with laughter. That is, if she ever makes it to the place that you had planned on meeting at. She tends to speak what she feels and gives you her truth even if it can be sometimes hurtful. Jealous often, she hates when someone has either something she wants or something she can't have. The perfect Netflix and Chill buddy, but she will want to actually chill. Snacks are good too. Bring snacks. Hot cheetos are her favorite.
|| QUIRKS ||
● Doesn't respond to phone calls
● Texts with really bad chat speak
● Doodles on her legs with pen
● Chews her thumb nail when she's thinking
● Doesn't know how to swim

|| HOBBIES ||
● Plays the guitar
● Watching Netflix shows
● Graffiti
● Cruising with friends
|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||
+ Fashion
+ Art of all genres
+ Loud music
+ Summer time
- Most vegetables
- Being grounded for weeks at a time
- Driving/Learning to drive
- Fake people

Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴠᴇɴᴜᴇ
|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||
Pops - Grayson Belvue - Unemployed
Mama - Emily Belvue - Dentist
Big Bro - Ryon Belvue - College
Little Sis - Effie Belvue - Kindergarten
|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||
The Belvue's live in a singly family split home not too far from the school. Wynona's dad takes pride in the front yard and makes sure it's mowed, edged, and filled with flowers. The house has only three bedrooms, making it so that the two girls have to share their space with one another. They have a nice gated backyard despite never having a dog. Their style is very relaxed and comfortable, definitely a well used and worn home. It was a gift from Wynona's grandmother to her father before she passed away from old age.
|| CAR DESCRIPTION ||
Doesn't own a car.

Yᴏᴜ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ
|| BIOGRAPHY ||
"Grayson and Emily Belvue met in a REALLY good community college on some fate driven whim that they were both in some English class and decided to sit next to one another. The two fell madly in love and had some kids, it was pretty neat. There isn't anything too dramatic along the way. Their first child came early, and then another soon after. One son and a daughter making their perfect little family. They lived relatively happy in their home and enjoyed life as much as you could. A little later their youngest daughter came into life and finally they felt their family was perfect. They will be happy for a very long time."
Wynona said as she read back out loud her auto-biography she had due for freshman English class. It sounded like complete bullshit, but it would have to do. She didn't want to work on it all night. Most of it was true, Her father and mother had met in a community college, but they weren't necessarily madly in love. They liked one another and kind of drifted through life, loving one another of course, but it wasn't anything special. It was just something you kind of just were supposed to do. They had Wynona's brother on a bit of an accident but he was loved very much, as was Wynona just a few years his junior. She was a handful sometimes, filled with her mother's curiosity and her father's stubbornness. She trailed behind her brother in most things, following him a long like a puppy as he went through life. He treated her well, teaching her things that her parents didn't have any idea nor wanted to teach their own children.
She got along just fine. Parents fight a lot, they have many things to worry about and deal with. It wasn't until Effie was born, and Dad said that it wasn't his that the problems really came about. Things try to remain calm and relaxed but there is always a bit of tension at home. Wynona finds refuge at school, where she can be herself and not care too much about the slammed doors, screaming battles, and name calling.
Unless she's the one doing them.
|| THEME SONG ||
 Glass Animals - Life Itself
I can't get a job so I live with my mom
I take her money but not quite enough
I make my own fun in grandmama's basement
Said I look mad, she said I look wasted
|| OTHER ||
Has never been kissed.