A Scene of an Unhappy Character

It had been only 54 days since she arrived at North Western Academy for her junior year of high school.  Her parents had dropped her off on a Sunday afternoon.  She was so excited to be starting her new adventure that she anxiously said “good-bye” and nearly skipped to the New Comers Welcome Fiesta.  Cassie had wanted to go North Western since she met a few of the students at a Young Life conference she went to the year before with her church.  It sounded so fun to live with all your friends.  Plus it was a Christian school so she knew they would be a better influence then the friends she had now.  Her parents were supportive but not too happy about the cost.  But they decided to give it a try since Cassie really wanted to go.

54 days!  The school was 3 hours from her home and her parents had visited twice.  Parents were encouraged not to visit too often in the beginning so that students could settle in to the new environment.  Cassie sat at the desk in her room and looked at a picture of her family from when they went to Disneyland 2 years ago.  Her younger brother was 10.  She missed that little terror.  Part of her was glad he wasn’t bugging her to play tag or watch a movie with him, but mostly, right now, she was wishing she could sit in the beanbag with him and watch Rug Rats like she did after getting home from school.  


Cassie stared out her window at the soccer field.  No one was out because of the rain.  The gray skies matched her mood.  She didn’t even want to walk through the rain to get to the cafeteria.  Besides, tonight was spaghetti and it would only remind her of her mom’s recipe which had sausage and not ground beef.  This stuff tasted right out of a can... because it was.  She wasn’t in the mood for talking to the others around the table.  Maybe she would just skip dinner and take a nap.  She stood and turned around to her bed.  She climbed under her quilt that her mom had made out of her old t-shirts and pulled it over her head.  

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