The day has finally come when the doctors say I'm mentally well enough to start going to school again. Hurray, out of one prison to be sent to another. My mum assures me that this school would be different; it makes no difference to me. Word of what I've done probably has already made it there.

In the morning of my first day I look at myself in the mirror. The school kilt, just reaches my ankles, is made up of marron red and navy blue squares with yellow lines outlining them; the school doesn't provide separate shirts for girls so my mum got the smallest boys shirt she could, it hangs off me like a box and the marron red jumper irritates the eczema on my wrists. The school emblem sits over my left breast, it's in the shape of a boat sail and other weird shit is inside of it with the school name underneath, it reads Bellarine Secondary College.

As I make my through the front I'm escort to the front office. A nice lady sits behind the desk. My mum speaks to her while I look around. My mum gives me the lock for my locker and my school diary. My mum leaves as soon as the bell goes. I watch were everyone else goes; they are all grouping in the centre courtyard. A teacher next to me tells me that we are having an assembly. I find out she's my teacher, I have her first up after assembly.

After assembly everyone leaves to head to their class that's first up. I sit alone on the table closest to the window and stare out while everyone else filed in. The teacher at the front of the room calls out everyone's name for the roll. When she calls mine, everyone looks in my direction. I hear people whisper, some point, most just stare; at least I didn't need to wear the collar. Half way through class, the bell goes signalling the end of period one and the start of period two.
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