"If you wait around any longer you're going to be late and you really don't want to be late on your first day. Mom just sighs at me giving me a chiding look. "Mom I really don't think this is one of those times, I get the feeling that the inside is as bad or probably even worse." I give her a look pulling my face into an exaggerated grimace. "I'm afraid so sweetie, but look on the bright side maybe the inside isn't as bad as the outside you know you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover and maybe this is one of those times." She replies trying to inject some optimism into me. "Do I really have to go here?" I ask turning towards Mom So sitting here in my mother's car looking out at a school that is the definition of seen better days I feel a sliver a dread go through me. My father's a PRT Agent who got reassigned to, from what I've read from the internet, this hell hole of a city and my mother runs an online bakery. Whats worse is that I couldn't even get into one of the good ones, Arcadia has a waiting list I couldn't bypass and Immaculata and Clarendon were both out of my families price range. Transferring to a new school is always daunting, even after moving to a completely different city it's the thought of going to a school I don't know with people I don't know that scares me a little especially after leaving my friends behind. Now that's done I'll let you carry on to The Masquerade I think this stems from my obsession with D&D and making character's. Yes yes I know another CYOA, I know it's the third one in so many days but that's just because I have so many ideas.
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