Aeslyn sits waiting for class on the bleachers on the sports field outside the school. It's way past class time and no one it there. This isn't the first time this has happened. It's happened before. She shrugs, gets out her diary and a pencil, and decides she'll use this time to catch up on her personal stuff. She opens her brand new diary to the current date.
'Saturday, April 3rd, 2010' is what it says at the top of the page in big bold rainbow colors. She liked colorful things. They were pretty.
She ponders for a minute over what to write. She decides that it is unlikely anyone will show up at all for class, again, so there is no harm in taking her time or in writing a lot. She probably has all day after all and it really is a nice day just sitting there near the water.
"Dear Diary," she starts writing then shakes her head and thinks, 'no, that's wrong. why does everyone always start every entry that way. I'm not going to do that. This isn't a letter to a book, it IS a book that I am writing. It's my own story.' She erases what she had written ponders long and hard before starting over.
"The day was nice," she starts over, "the sun was out and the birds were out. I was sitting all alone in the stands on the sports field. There was supposed to be a gym class today but no one showed up. It must have gotten cancelled. I wish someone had told me. I checked the skedule and there was nothing posted saying it was cancelled." She gets frustrated with her writing. Or maybe it was something else. She decides to just let her feeling come out. That is what a diary is for, right?
So she continues on, "I wish adults were more relieaball. They drive me nuts. They are supposed to be the responsiball one. The ones who take care of stuff. The ones who are always there when needed. They are supposed to do their jobs. They are supposed to run things. They are supposed to look after us. But they don't.
"Adults don't care. Why not. Why do only kids really care. You can relie on kids. You can trust them. They are more responsiball, I think. And we aren't the ones who are supposed to be. If class is cancelled then they should tell us instead of making us come all the way to the school for nothing.
"Or maybe they did tell us, maybe they told everyone but me. Is it a joke, or a game. Maybe they just don't want me around. I'm new here anyway. I've heard people are always mean to new people and it takes a while to be axepted. I don't really know anyone here yet. It takes too long to get to know people.
"But I'm used to being new. I've always been new. I was new in Biera and I was too white. I was new in Suva... "

She looks up when a teen girl comes over to talk to her.
"i haven't seen you around here, are you new?" the girl asks her after saying hi.
Aeslyn thinks about 'new', that is what she has been thinking about all day, "not really... been here for a couple of months now"
The girl tells her that her name is Anya. Aeslyn thinks that that is a pretty name and that the girls is nice. While they talk Anya mentioned Aleph who Aelsyn had just met the day before. He was new here too.
After a little while of talking Anya mentions that it is getting dark and says good-bye and leaves so Aeslyn goes back to her writing.

"...still too white. I was new in Edmonton, again still too white. And then again in Vancouver, not too white skin wise... pale is ok there, I was just not asian enough. Maybe I am just too white for the world.
"That's as far back as I can remember, I remember other places but I wasn't in any of them from long at all, and I have always been new. It's all my dad's fault. He moved us around a lot. All over since before I was here my mom says. That's why mom left us. She couldn't stand moving so much. She says that now that they are apart he can't move me around anymore cause he can't take me away because she is allow to see me. Not that she ever does see me. She is always on her medication or drinking..."

Just then she hear an old boys voice saying, "hey you ok."
She looks up to see a boy there and responses, "hey, yup, i'm ok, just writing in my diary."
The boy, who introduces himself as Leeroy, talks to her for a while about friends and people. He seems nice too. And is rather concerned about a girl who seemed to be lost something. Eventually the girl comes back and Leeroy asks if she is OK too and gets a rude reply. 'Well, not everyone can be nice,' Aeslyn thinks.
Soon Anya comes back a bit troubled. They all talk for a while and again Leeroy seems concerned and caring and wants to help Anya. After a short talk Anya and Leeroy depart separately leaving Aeslyn to her thoughts and her diary.

"... or doing other stuff. And dad is always away. Dad loves me, I know he does. That is why he is away a lot. He works a lot and leaves me home alone for long times. But he really does love me. And he says that I am smart and can take care of myself good. But I sill wish he were around. A girl should have a proper family. We were more of a family when we moved a lot. But, at least I can stop being new now.
"I get to stay in one place now, mom and dad say. I get to make real friends. And I get to go to real school."
She stops to think here. About all the teachers she'd had. Not real school, but she learned a lot from these people. Like old Dav who used to sit all day on the hill under the tree overlooking their small cottage just north of Biera. He knew a lot about everything. About plants, and animals, and water and oceans, and the sky, and mostly about people. He knew about everything except how to keep his teeth. Or there was Nam in Suva. She taught Aeslyn how to swim really well. How to build a hut. How to fish and cook. How to speak like an adult. She'd learned from a lot of people and she'd learned a lot of things. The time she remembered being in anything like a school was when they spent that short time in Samoa last year with her grandparents before coming to Hathian. It was a little hut with a dirt floor right off the beach in a small village. It was nice for her though. She'd always had a few kids to play with where ever she was but that was the only time she had gotten to go to classes. So the thought of being in an actual school with lots of other kids excited her.
"I like other kids. I like people, they are great. But now, two days in a row no class and no one tells me. I can't wait till I am not new anymore. I don't know what I will be then though. I won't be old yet. I hope it doesn't take till I am old. I won't be used." She stops that thought there since she can't figure out anything else that is the opposite of new.

Leeroy returns just then. He seems concerned to see the girl sitting all alone for so long.
"hey your still here," he says to her.
Aeslyn Smiles up at him, "yeah, still writting."
"well you must have alot to write about then"
Aeslyn looks down at the page, "yeah, i guess i do. trying to tell everything all at once." She giggles.
He asks about Anya, again, showing concern for others, then says to Aeslyn, "Your welcome to come over to the courts if you like.. or if yu want to stay and write thats fine just shout me if you need something," he says before he heads towards that basketball courts.

"Well, I'll figure out what I am when the time comes. For now I can just be me. Be what I am. And if that is new, then that is new."
Aeslyn finishes her entry there and looks around the sports field scanning the area. Then over to the courts. Well, the day hadn't been a waste. She'd met a couple of nice older kids. There were nice people here. She thought about scrapping her whole entry. She felt a little embarrassed for feeling unwanted. It was a silly thought. People just didn't know her yet. And she had met some nice and friendly kids before too in class and after class. She kept what she wrote though, because she had been right in the end. All she had to do was give it time. Odd though, she thought, how her discussions with the people she met reflected what she was writing and they hadn't even known what she was writing.
She was right about something else too. Kids were nice. Kids did care.
She then decides to make a back entry about the teacher not being there for class the day before so that she doesn't forget and knows later that she didn't miss a class or assignment.
'Friday, April 2, 2010' is the date which again is printed in big bold rainbow letters. And below that, in smaller blue letters, she notices that it says, "Good Friday".
Damn. Now she felt really stupid. Her family wasn't religious so they didn't keep track of Easter Weekend, but she knew what it was. All this worrying about not getting the note class had been canceled and all she had to do was look in her Diary. Easter Weekend. Good Friday. Monday would be Easter Monday. Of course there was no class. They didn't have class in America on holidays.
'Silly Aeslyn,' she laughs both to herself and at herself as her cheeks turn a little red from embarrassment.
She gets up to leave, gathering her things, she looks around her and up at the sky. It was awhile ago that Anya had mentioned it was getting dark. Time to head for home, she thinks as she starts off smiling, giggling, happy and still quite embarrassed.

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Just a little OOC shout out... Thanks to Anya Pexington (i think her character had a different last name than her av) and to Leeroy Hancroft who both made this better than I'd imagined when I began it. While I was writing this you both 'interrupted' me in-world more than once (which was totally awesome). You had no idea what I was doing or writing, or that I was righting this post about my character being new and about people being nice or mean or responsible or other characteristics yet your rp chat with me (in all cases) hit the nail of my post directly on the head (which is even more awesome). -- Love it. Thx guys 🙂