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[h1][color=F28000]𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝[/color][/h1]
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Dᴀᴛᴇ: 7:00 AM. Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, Mᴏɴᴅᴀʏ 7ᴛʜ. 
Wᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ: 58 Dᴇɢʀᴇᴇs, Sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ Cʟᴏᴜᴅʏ.
 Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Fᴏᴏᴛʙᴀʟʟ Fɪᴇʟᴅ, Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ Cᴀʀɴɪᴠᴀʟ
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[color=F28000]"Good morning students!"[/color] The cheerful face of principal Nancy Wheeler called into the small microphone attached to the podium. The crackling of the brisk morning wind flowing through it. The student body sat in the bleachers attached to the football field, there was a little less than 1,000 students in the entire school, making it a very tight knit community of people knowing one another both in school and around town. It wouldn't be surprising if you grew up in Arrowsmith that your parents and maybe even their parents attended the school. Mrs. Wheeler continued on, [color=F28000]"The faculty at Arrowsmith and I are excited to spend this year with you. We have constructed a fun day today; a carnival for the seniors- but we have invited every one to enjoy. Tomorrow real school will start where you will be getting your schedules as well as gaining the ability to sign up for sports and clubs. For now, enjoy the festivities of the day. Make some friends, meet your teachers, and most importantly GO BENGALS!"[/color] A few cheers and clapping exploded from the bleachers as teachers began dismissing groups of students by grade, seniors first, juniors, sophomores and then freshman. They soon would be walking down into the field where various silly games, competitions, food vendors, a pop-up ferris wheel, an obstacle course bounce house, and many places to just sit and chat with friends. 

People dispersed as the day began.

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[center][h1][color=cc4353]Wʏɴᴏɴᴀ Gʀᴀʏ Bᴇʟᴠᴜᴇ[/color][/h1][img]http://sikhlearning.com/ca1isan9at/wp-content/themes/montezuma/images/divider.png[/img]
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Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Bʟᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs
Iɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs: Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ
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Wynona had started her day off well, she had an actual good night's worth of sleep, woke up and got a breakfast of eggs and toast and even had enough time to do her hair and makeup for the first day of school. She had told her dad that she wouldn't need her backpack for this day of school, but he insisted that she bring it, so she did. With a pony tail high on her head she tipped her chin backwards slightly as she let out a sigh. It was her first year of school, and she wasn't as nervous as she thought she was going to be- but she couldn't help but have a little bit of butterflies fluttering in her tummy.

Adjusting her straps on her shoulders she walked up the stairs to the freshman area of the bleachers. Way in the back where no one could see or hear you. Plopping down on the cold seat she let out a little gasp of surprise. She adjusted her bottom on the seat, pulling her black legging covered legs up underneath her so she could somewhat shield her body from the cold metal. Tucking her hands in the inside of her grey sweater she watched carefully as the principal began her speech welcoming everyone and giving information. 

Not paying too much attention to what Mrs. Wheeler had to say, Wynona's eyes began wandering around, looking at the people who are to be her classmates. She recognized a few but didn't have any close friends that had followed her from the junior high she had attended. Reaching into an outside pocket of her backpack she grabbed her pack of gum and took out a stick, jamming it into her mouth. Waiting for her group to be dismissed.