Most people nag about moving into a new city. Not that she really cared. It was a usual thing for her, changing cities every two years. "Father?It's 6:30. Aren't you going to wake up?" Knock, knock. Knock, knock. The poor middle aged man almost flew down the stairs as he gladly saw that the breakfast was ready, set on the table. Even though his lovely wife was no more among them, he had a precious daughter to keep the house lively "Do you want me to pick you to school?You might get confused on the directions..." Chewing on his buttered toast, her father suggested her. "No, I prefer to walk there. This way I'll get familiar to the city sooner. Don't worry, If I get lost I'm sure there are students on their way to school at this time. I'll ask the directions from them. Plus, you're late aren't you?" Betty smiled slightly as calmly stirring her tea. Her father mumbled something under breath before saying his goodbye and leaving the small building asap. Betty stood up after breakfast and started washing the dishes. Her eyes were on the clock, she didn't want to be late on the first like any reasonable person. Just then, the radio announced the time.What the...no way, she looked over at the wall clock...15 minutes..."Oh, no...I'm already late!This clock!Why didn't we change its batteries?!" The girl ran to her room, shoving her stuffs in the bag, zipping it up clumsily, not bothering to comb her hair and nervously putting on the clothes that she had thankfully ironed them last night. On her way, running, she tied her hair into a ponytail. "Which direction...street one or two?!" Betty stopped, her heart beating crazily. Somebody...somebody...There! That boy!He looked helpful! Anyone looked helpful at that moment! "Um, mister...Are you a student of Thomas highschool too?May I ask which street should I go? I'm kinda new here..." The girl gave out an awkward laughter, her eyes screaming out confusion and stress.