The bell rang, announcing class-time. Bill was looking outside the car window, gently tapping on the glass as she inspected the approaching school. It was rather large, Bill liked that, it was easier to avoid people she didn't want to see. The courtyard was pretty big too, and was perfect to get some fresh air. And, not quite far from the school, there was a small pit-shop, so she could go out after school and buy a bag of chips or something. She sighed deeply and looked at her sister, giving her a faint, yet encouraging smile.
The car stopped, and Bill got out. The wind blew through her short, sky blue hair, making it messy, but she didn't mind. She adjusted her scarf, and took her bag out of the car. Then, she made three steps towards the courtyard entrance gate, and stopped, giving the large building another look. Bill smirked, closing her blue eyes for five seconds, then she slowly opened the school gate. It didn't let out a sound, no squealing, or rubbing against the floor, like in their old school.
She made her way inside the courtyard. It was, indeed, rather large, and rather pretty. Although it was still kind of dark, she could not yet, admire its beauty in the sun-light. She gave a quick nod to her parents, and walked inside the school. She held the door for her sister.
The guard brought them to their lockers, and gave them the keys. Then, without even saying good-bye, he left the girls. Bill felt slightly irritated by that, but it was just a guard, and she didn't have to see him every day. She opened her locker, and took off her coat, gently placing it on the racket. Then she changed her choes, from boots, to white flip-flops. She didn't bother putting her scarf in the locker, and kept it on. Inside her locker, she had found the books for her classes, and a time-table attached to the locker door. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and inspected the time table. Then she took our her smartphone and took a picture of it, just incase she would forget.
"Hey sis', sounds like our first lesson is English, in classroom 15 on the ground-floor. Oh yay, I like english." She said in a cheery voice, which wasn't much alike her. Then, she made her way down the stairs, and to the ground floor, where she found classroom fifteen. She gently knocked on the door, and opened it. The teacher looked at her blankly for a moment, then smiled brighty, and almost exclaimed: "Oh! You must be the new 'import-students'! Right this way, girls. There are two free seats, you'll be able to sit together." She said, and pointed at a table with two empty seats. "But first, wouldn't you like to introduce yourself to the boys?"
Bill's face became pale as she realised that there were no girls in class. Perhaps they were sick, it WAS november, so they could've gotten a flu or something. Bill decided to go first, and came up to the teacher. She turned and looked at the boys in the class, cleared her throat, and said: "Hello, my name is Bill. Yes, I'm a girl, and yes, I'll hit you if you try anything funny. But its very nice to meet you, and I hope we get along." She said in a cold, monotone voice, then sat down at the seat next to the window.