Blog Post #1
Welcome to my Blog!
Hello everybody! My name is Ivory Genevieve Marie Simmons (I call myself Ivy because my dad picked my name out and I hate it) my mom (Judith) and I have just moved to Bowbells, North Dakota from Bismarck, where Patrick, my dad, lives. My mom and him split up after my brother... Well, let's not get into details quite yet. But I’m starting my Sophomore year at Kenmare High School in a couple days. I guess i should tell you more about myself. I am 15 years old, and have really dark brown hair and Blue eyes. My birthday is November 7th, My favourite colour is purple, like my mom, I love to play badminton and I love Quiche. Sorry this post is so short, I’m still trying to figure this out.
-Ivy Simmons
Posted on October 11, 2018 at 4:43am
Chapter One
“All ready for school?” my mom asked me when I walked into the kitchen.
“Do I look ready, mom?” I snapped at her (Where is my mug?)
“...You can make your own breakfast then.” she says (Great, I’m on her bad side already and it’s only 7:00 a.m).
“Have you seen my mug, the one with purple stripes?” I ask my mom, ignoring her last remark.
“It’s in the dishwasher, I put it there because there was no room in the cupboard.” I fish through the plastic containers and silverware and finally find it. (I miss you, Jonathan. Thanks for the mug.) I guess I zoned out for a bit because it’s already 10 after 7.
30 minutes, one shower, 5 wardrobe changes, 2 coffee’s and a 1 hour long bus ride later, I find myself getting out of the school bus and on the sidewalk outside Kenmare High School. (Okay Ivy, you got this,) I tell myself. (New school, new you.) Before the third period bell rings (I have spares in 1 and 2), the girl in the locker beside me gets tripped by some boys. I hear words like “Stupid asian” and “Four eyes.” I run over to help her.
“Thanks for the help,” she says. “I’m Natalie Reyes, you’re new here, aren’t you?” I pause for a moment. (SAY SOMETHING YOU IDIOT!!) My brain yells at me.
“I.. I’m Ivy Simmons, nice to meet you.” The bell rings.
“OMG, I am so sorry, I have to get to Pre-Cal, come sit with us at lunch, OK?” Natalie asks. “Sure, bye.” I say timidly. (Go you, you made a friend!)
The lunch bell finally rings and I walk into the cafeteria to find Natalie waiting for me at the door.
“Hey, follow me.” she says as she grabs my hand and drags me along through the crowds of people. We come up to a small table in the back and there are 2 people sitting there already.
“Serena, Jake,” Natalie says to the others. “This is Ivy Simmons, she’s new here!” (DO SOMETHING!!) I wave,
“Hi.” I say quietly. (Good job, now they think you’re shy.) “Hi! it is like, totally cool to meet you!” Serana exclaimed in her Russian accent.
“Are you Russian?” I ask.
“Yes, well no. Half Russian, and my mother is French.” She replies.
“Hi, I’m Jake! Nice to meet you!” Jake says with a smile. I try and say something, but a girl interrupts us.
“Hi Natalie! Nerd as always, I presume?” She says with a scrunched face. “And who is this?” She asks. (She’s talking about me, isn’t she?)
“I’m Ivy, nice to meet you.” I respond. “Well, isn’t that a pretty name!” She says
“I’m Ashlyn, this is Katy-Joy and Melissa, my girls” (She’s nice... NOT!)
“Well it’s nice to meet you all” I say before she walks away. “See you around, Ivy!” Her final remark as she sits down at a table with juniors and seniors.
“She seems nice, if nice was being stingy to everyone!” I say to Natalie, and she just looks at me, nothing to say.
“What do you have for lunch?” Jake says to break the silence. “Quiche, an apple, some yogurt, and a Tootsie Roll.” i reply, “What do you have?” He looks down at his paper bag and sighs “Bologna… My family isn’t the richest, but that's all we could afford.” I didn’t know what to say.
“I have Borscht, my papa made it!” Serana exclaims. The bell rings before anyone can say anything else.
I get home before my mom and I plop down on the couch and turn on the T.V. At that moment I get a call from my mom.
“Hi sweetie! Sorry I’m late, I need to stay here and close up, make something to eat and leave some for me.” I say goodbye and watch some goofy show that I don’t know the name of, but it’s funny anyways. I decided to go to the “Unofficial School Page” on Facebook and see what people are posting. I was scrolling along and I came across Natalie’s facebook page, so I sent her a friend request. Within seconds she accepted it and messaged me.
“Do you need any help with your homework?” she asked. I told her I had finished it already and that I didn’t need any help (I lied). We talked for a bit, about science (We’re in the same science class) and she started asking me about my other subjects.
👾Nat👸
5:34pm
Well, I’m in band, do you
know anyone in band?
Oh no, Ashlyn is in band😨
Really?
Do we know anyone good?😁
Yes, Serana and Jake, I’m
not one for instruments
Really, what do they play?
♬🎵
Serana plays flute, and
Jake plays saxophone
What kind?🎷
Tenor, I think, why???
Because I play Tenor too 😜
Looks like you have
Something in common
😂
Well, I g2g, bye!
Cya!
Mom came home late, I guess I fell asleep on the couch because she woke me up, and it’s only 8pm! She figured I didn’t eat, so she brought chinese food. I wasn’t hungry, so I took it to my room and went on Instagram until I had to go to bed.
I woke up in the middle of the night for some reason, and I realised that I had to post on my blog (That mom may or may not know about).
