Geek Girl-Personal Narrative

I take a deep breath and shoulder my backpack. My ears perk up and listen for the familiar clink of the metal pins attached to my bag, but I don't hear anything besides the sound of feet shuffling in the hallways and friends greeting each other. The pins aren't there anymore, not after I took them off this summer. I tug at my shirt, a lace crew neck with a tank top, and sigh. It isn't as comfortable as the t-shirts that I used to wear that had graphics and slogans from books and movies on them, but I'll do anything to erase my former self from my mind. I finally gather my courage and push the classroom door open, revealing a classroom bustling with the first day of school excitement. My eyes scan the room, looking for a familiar face, but of course I don't
Her black hair sways side to side, making her presence even more menacing. She sits in the seat left of mine and starts to unpack her backpack. "I thought that was you, Chase," she leans in and snickers. "Or should I call you I call you Geek Girl? No matter how much you try to change your appearance, you'll still be known as Geek Girl at summer camp." "Yeah, it's me," I say weakly. I can feel my face burning up. Drew leans in even closer. "You know, camp gossip lasts all year long. All I have to do is post a message about you online and all of Camp Evergreen will know of all the fun we'll have here." I try to think of a snappy reply, but Ms. Gale claps her hands together and starts the typical first day of school speech. "I hope we'll all work together to make this a fun school year for all of us," she says. "So much fun," Drew purrs. Ms. Gale drones on some more, but only one thing spins through my head as I sit in my seat, Drew staring at me like I'm her prey. Maybe being the fake me isn't much better than the real