Chantelle jumped in her car and head to the school. Her face had a smile which looked menacing yet pained. Today was the day she entered a new day, a new life. After the small journey, she pulled into the car park and climbed out of the car, peering around. It was unusual. This was all new to her. As she slammed the door, the paint crack from where her hand was and she groaned. Great. 

With a reluctant sigh, Chantelle walked towards the entrance doors and looked around. Where does she go?