"Momma what time are we going?"

A six year old Courtney was patiently eating cereal at the breakfast table. Even when she was little she always talked with a polite, and bigger vocabulary than any other six year old she knew. Today was going to be her first day in first grade, she couldn't wait to get away from the same schedule she had every day. Her mother sighed, she was getting tired of Courtney continuously asking about her class.

"Courtney, I told you we would be leaving soon, why don't you finish up your breakfast and go make your bed."

Courtney sighed, she hated making her bed, but she knew she wasn't allowed to talk back to her mother, so she kept quiet.

"Yes mother."

Courtney bounded upstairs and made her bed in such a hurry as if to make the time go by faster. She was excited, she heard that she was going to make new friends and it would be different from learning with a tutor.

Courtney went over to her mirror and gently fingered the tight plaits that her mother tied her hair in. Unlike most girls her age, who wore pigtails and let their hair loose, her mother made her wear two tight french plaits. Like many times in her life she wished she was like a normal kid, with normal parents. Courtney's life was, in the words of her parents, perfect. She was taught piano and violin, and taught how to speak French at the age of three. She was quite fluent in it now. She didn't have many friends because she had been taught by a tutor for most her life instead of going to preschool and kindergarten. Her mother compared her life to one lived by a Princess, Courtney referred to it as a life of a prisoner. Her father wasn't home often because he worked far and he traveled a lot. Though he did make plenty of money for the family. Take Courtney's room for example, a pretty, big pink bed with a shimmery canopy, a small pink vanity, a sitting area for Courtney to read, and a huge library to match. Courtney didn't have a TV in her room though, her parents only allowed her to watch it for a half hour a day downstairs.

Courtney's mom inturrupted Courtney's rambling in her head by simply yelling, "come on courtney, we have to get going!"

Courtney sprang off her bed and rushed out the door and into the car.

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Courtney looked around the classroom cautiosly.

She wasnt shy, (her parents taught her never to be shy, but to stand up tall and greet everything in her path) she just didnt know what to do. She saw lots of kids playing around with toys, coloring,and just having fun.

No one was coming to greet her, so she sat down, chose a book and started reading.

About half an hour later she looked up at a boy talking with his mother at the door. The boy had shaggy black hair, and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He was wearing a black shirt with jeans, and looked as if he was trying to keep from crying. Courtney wanted to go meet the boy, but she didnt want to disturb his conversation with his mother, it wouldn't be polite.

Courtney sighed and decided to keep reading.

"Now Duncan, I want you to behave, alright?"

Duncan sighed, "yes mother..."

"Oh and Duncan. your brothers will be watching you after school today, I have to work late."

Duncan pouted, his mom always worked late. "Mommy, dont forget what you promised on friday!"

Duncan's mother looked confused for a minute. "What did I promise sweetie?"

"You promised that you would spend the day with me, that we can go to the park together."

Duncan's mom looked upset for a minute. She got down to his level and stroked his hair,"I'm sorry baby, I have to work late on friday.... maybe next friday, okay?"

Duncan was on the verge of tears, his mother never spent time with him.. She always promised every week that she would do something with him, but she always forget, or worked late, or some other excuse.

"Okay Mommy."

Duncan's mother got up and left to go to work. Duncan scanned the room, but all he saw was silly little kids playing around, except for one girl, reading a book. He caught her eye, and she blushed and looked down. Duncan thought to himself, 'this was going to be fun

Duncan went up to her and grinned.

"Hey, what's your name toots? Mine's Duncan."

Courtney blushed, but smiled. "Mine's Courtney, it's nice to meet you."

At that moment they both smiled and the same thought went through both their minds. "Finally, I'm going to have a friend…"