See You Tonight
Chapter 1: The First Day
"The bitch is up?" my mother asked from behind my bedroom door while interspersed with the sound of the door knocking.
I don't know how long my mother woke me up from behind that door. I hope it hasn't been too long.
"Yes ma'am I'm awake, I'm out soon" I replied in a typical early-morning voice and half-consciousness.
"Don't be long...Don't be late. It's your first day in High School" said Mother.
"Yes, ma'am" I answered briefly.
As usual, my mother wakes me up every morning. It was rare for me to wake up before my mother came and knocked on my door asking if I was awake or not.
While waiting for my mood to take a shower to come, it seemed like I was going to read the novel for a while, maybe about 10 minutes. After all I woke up quite on time today, so there was still plenty of time before school came in.
Lately I've been reading a novel called "Jason" which tells the story of a teenager who is always alone. As far as I can tell, he doesn't have any friends yet. Every time he came home from school, he visited his grandparents who were very old. He prefers to accompany his lonely-looking grandparents rather than having to spend his time playing with his peers. Even until he himself has no friends. Sometimes I shed tears because I was moved by her sacrifice.
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"Who are you sleeping again?" my mother came back to the door and asked.
"Well, ma'am, I'm going to take a shower right now" I replied.
Luckily my mom asked me again, otherwise I might be late on my first day of high school. I was so late in the novel that I forgot the time. I had unknowingly read the novel about 20 minutes.10 minutes longer than I had planned from the start.
After that, I went out of the room and took a shower.
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After I finished the shower, I headed straight to the dinner table for breakfast. There sat my mother and my 10-year-old sister. Name's Hana. Hana means flower in Japanese. My mother really likes flowers. Maybe that's why he gave my sister the name "Hana.
"So late for breakfast, my sister spoke with a slightly sullen face.
"Hehe's sorry, I promise you tomorrow won't be late again."
"You've finished your breakfast fast" said my mother.
"Okay, ma'am" replied my sister in a funny tone.
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After breakfast, my sister and I left. The distance between my school and my house is not too far, about 1 km. I decided to walk to school.
"We're a number" my sister and I were compact.
"Be careful on the road... Don't walk too far into the middle of Hana, just on the sidelines," my mother looked a little worried as she said it.
"Yes, calm down." Hana replied with a big smile on her face and a cheerful tone of speech.
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It just so happened that my school and my sister were the same. So, we left together. My sister never seems to be silent. While walking alone, he still sang and jumped small. His face looks very happy too.
"Do you like to sing Hana?" askaku while still holding his right hand so that he is always on the side of the road.
"Hahaha right also well, you are often scolded by mom because you often draw on the walls of your room right?" I'm a little bit of a bitch.
"Mother never scolded meuuu. My mom loves me all the time. Anyway mom never and never will scold meuuu. Looks like I managed to get a little bit off.
It didn't feel like Hana and I were at the school gate. Hana and I separated from here.
"Bye bye sister, see you later," Hana immediately ran towards her class. Maybe he wants to meet his friends.
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In about 50 yards, I'll be there. From this point on, I can already see the gate of my school. There were many faces I had never seen before when I saw the students coming to school. Some are walking, taking public transportation, cycling, and some are riding motorcycles.
The new faces I saw, could it be my classmates? Or a classmate? Or my upperclassman? I don't know. In High School, it seems difficult to know which one is the upperclassman or one class only from their faces. It may be easier to distinguish from their uniforms. My classmate must be wearing a new uniform, so it looks different than the class uniform.
I kept walking towards the school gate. My High School is finally about to begin. I hope there aren't many troublesome things that will happen.
I finally arrived right in front of the school gate. I paused for a moment and looked at the school building from up ahead. After a few seconds of stopping, I resumed my steps.
This time, my goal is my classroom. I need to find out where my name is written. I don't know what class I'm in yet. So, I have to check it out from grade 10-1 to 10-9.
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I checked the list of names that were stuck near the 10-1 class door and I haven't found my name yet.
I went to class 10-2. I didn't find my name either.
Then 10-3, 10-4, 10-5 all I have checked but have not found my name.
Go to class 10-6. Again I did not find my name.
This time 10-7. I finally found my name on the list. I went straight into that class.
When I entered the classroom, I did not dare to look at the faces of the other students. I was just looking for an empty chair. In this High School, each student sits alone. That's why I chose this High School so that I wouldn't have to share a table with other students.
I finally found an empty table and chair. On the left-most fourth row close to the window. I sat down and put my bag on the table.
As I sat down, I saw a wall clock mounted right on top of the blackboard. The time is 07:25. About 5 minutes until the bell rings.
I looked around the classroom. I found that there was still an empty chair. I wonder if the new student will be late? Or will it come just before the bell rings? I don't know I'm just curious.
In addition to the empty seats, I also found that some students already seemed familiar, some like being acquainted, some like, and some are already outside the classroom to follow the upaca.
The bell finally rang. The empty seat is still not occupied. Looks like some students are late.
After hearing the bell sound, all the students headed straight to the ceremonial field. My first ceremony at High School will soon be held.
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