Dear diary, I'm Nera, I'm twelve years old and- wait. Why am I telling this to a diary? Oh well. Anyway, It's my first day of middle school, and I'm nervous, but I also know that I'll do great. I'm a straight A student after all. What could possibly go wrong? Ok, so, I'm back from school, and... this is how things happened. I got to school and immediately located my friend Lizzy. But something was off. When I saw her, she was talking to a group of girls wearing short skirts, high heels, and WAY too much lip gloss, and when I said hi, she didn't respond. I had assumed she didn't hear me. But when I tried again, she said, "Leave me alone, weirdo." I didn't know what I did, but it was clear that I had made her mad. So, I left her chatting with the obviously popular girls and went to find my first class. Italian, and was super excited. I mean, I was going to be learning a new language! Oh, my mom’s calling me for dinner. I can recap later. Byeeeeee!
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