Isles of Love

Chapter 2

A few days after our encounter with Sienna and Lindsey, I plopped down on my bed. School was starting tomorrow, and I was a nervous wreck. I shakily tried to prepare my stuff, but that was literally impossible.
High school was where everyone found their cliques and stuff. High school was where people made great impressions just to be popular. High school was where mean girls could torment everyone.
Oakwood High was the most expensive and popular high school every middle schooler wanted to go to. I'm surprised that my mom had enough Australian dollars to convert to U.S. dollars and spent it on my future.
Mine.
Unlike my mom, I had not lost my Australian accent, but I'm proud that I haven't.
I've heard from around that Lindsey was the Queen Bee in 8th grade, and that she'll probably be the Queen Bee of freshman year, too.
After dinner, I tried to prepare my stuff again.
I had a plain teal backpack, pencils, pens, highlighters, markers, and a case. In the case I would have my phone, but hopefully the school wouldn't check bags like the ones at airports.
Airports.
I had a flashback of when me and my mom were boarding the airplane from Australia, and my dad was waving at me.
Only me.
I shook my head and finished packing my stuff. The school had a uniform, so I didn't have to pick good clothes.
Mom came in and hugged me. "Are you excited, flower?"
"Not really," I replied. "Everyone will probably stare at me once I walk in and laugh at my accent as I talk."
"Flower, that wouldn't happen. Your voice is mesmerizing. Do you know why I called you Drew, flower?" Mom asked.
"Er, no."
"It means a very friendly, outgoing person. You are exactly like that my flower." She kissed me on the forehead and walked out.
I curled up in my bed. At least one person in California likes me, and I didn't care that it was my own mom.