Vanessa 8

One week later, we were shopping for school supplies.
As we were checking out, I turned to Ashelyn, who hadn't said a word in the whole store.
"Whats wrong?" I asked in a hushed tone. She shrugged.
"The last time I did this, I was back in Scotland, with Maya. I guess I'm just moping." She forced a chuckle.
I smiled uncertainly. I didn't know what to say to her; I had no real contemplation of the feeling of leaving your home country, losing your home, and being thrust into a new school. I felt so sorry for her, and I had no idea what to do.

Sorry!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while! At least there's a new one I just put up, but there would have another, except for some reason it deleted itself when the page refreshed... :(

Vanessa 7

That evening, Ashelyn spoke up at dinner. "So, I'm going to school here, apparently?"
Her parents glanced at each other. "Well, the alternative is you stay here all the time, missing a year or more of school, so... You will most likely go to school with Vanessa."
I glanced sideways at Ashelyn, she was glaring directly down into her food, stabbing her chicken with her fork.
"Ashelyn, it won't be so bad! And there's no reason for you to be brooding over it all night. Or any other time, for that manner!" Her mother said, with a frustrated sigh.

My mom, cleared her throat. "So! Uh, how's the...food?" She launched into a conversation about food and haggis and (for some unknown reason) the high price of movie tickets, speaking too quickly for any one to interject or change the subject.