Jacqueline found herself at another boarding school for "troubled" children. She had recently been kicked out of her old school. She honestly hated schools. She had begged her mother to homeschool her. Jacqueline's mother would give her a sad smile and tell her why she needs to work at a "real" job.
Jacqueline walked up the front steps. Her mother walked closely behind. The place was huge and it was the place she would spend the rest of the school year with exceptions of holiday brakes. Jacqueline sighed. She didn't want to leave her mother, who smelled of chocolate. Mrs. Stricter, the principal, greeted them outside. Then she took Jacqueline in for a tour. Looking back at her mother, Jacqueline gave her mother a please-help-me look.
After the tour, Mrs. Stricter explained all the rules and there was a lotof rules. Jacqueline stood across Mrs. Stricter, not really listening. "If only dad were here." She thought silently in her brain.
Jacqueline walked up the front steps. Her mother walked closely behind. The place was huge and it was the place she would spend the rest of the school year with exceptions of holiday brakes. Jacqueline sighed. She didn't want to leave her mother, who smelled of chocolate. Mrs. Stricter, the principal, greeted them outside. Then she took Jacqueline in for a tour. Looking back at her mother, Jacqueline gave her mother a please-help-me look.
After the tour, Mrs. Stricter explained all the rules and there was a lotof rules. Jacqueline stood across Mrs. Stricter, not really listening. "If only dad were here." She thought silently in her brain.