I woke up from the sound of my alarm going off. I sat up on my bed and across at the mirror. I was average sized with longish brown wavy/curly hair. With chocolate brown eyes and light freckles on my cheeks, and wearing my pink PJ's.

"Grace! Get out of bed, now! It's your first day of school today!" A woman shouted from outside the room. I wasn't paying attention to who it was. I just stared blankly at the door, trying get myself to fully wake up.

"Ah! I'm going to school today!" I said, realisation finally hitting me.

"That's what I just said!" The woman answered. I stood up and stretched my arms up into the air.

I changed into a dark blue top and black pants, put on my black sneakers, brushed my hair, and stuff like that. I packed my bag and stuffed a cookie into my mouth that had been left next to my bed for me and ran down the stairs. I was about to run out the door and go to school, when I suddenly felt very very very nervous. What was I going to do? What were people going to think of me? Why was I even doing this?! I gulped and ran back up to my small room. I went over to my bed and grabbed my black hoodie, and put it on. Ok, now I was ready. I don't know why, but I always feel better wearing my black hoodie. I shrugged and ran out the old, dull orphanage.

This was going to be my first day. I had been homeschooled my entire life. But now I was 14 and was going to school. To be honest, I wasn't a very social person. I preferred to be alone, or, strangely, with wild animals. Yup. I know it's weird, but I just kind of connect with wild animals. And I hate seeing them locked up. That's why I never go to zoos. I think I'd freak out in one of them.

I ran over to the school gates and took a deep breath, before walking in.