The first day. The perfect day. Or that is how it should be.<br/><br/>The first day of her last year of high school. And a new day at a new school. This was a beginning and an ending as well. It was the beginning of a new her, one that was not known as the â€œadopted kidâ€. And it was the last year she would have to depend on others. Although she was not the kind of person who cannot wait to get rid of her parents, she did not like having to depend on them too much. Especially since they were not her real parents.<br/><br/>Well, I was saying that it should be a perfect day. Anyone would like a fresh start. But the way I say it implies the fact that it is not.<br/><br/>So where should I start? The weather is horrible. Although it should still be sunny in this time of the year, there are dark clouds everywhere and it even started raining. Evaâ€™s favourite clothes are in the washing machine and it seems like everything is going downhill for her.<br/><br/>But still, she has to go to school. Oh, what a joy!<br/><br/>Eva went downstairs and announced with a silent wave that she was leaving for school. Her father just nodded back, used with her rutine and her mother ran after her with money for lunch, still worried about her feeling comfortable in their family, after all these years. Well, you can never stop a mother from being motherly, now, can you?<br/><br/>The girl accepted anything, or else she would have to stop to explain that she did not need anything and that would take time and energy, which she would rather keep. Eva just turned around and started walking silently to her new school. Which luckily, was not very far, I might add.<br/><br/>There it was: Stonewood High. Sigh. Look up. Walk. Enterâ€¦Welcome to your new school!