Have You Met the New Girl

Have you met the new girl? I admitted that I had not. She is nuts. Aha. Suddenly I pay more attention. Have you met Sheila? Not yet. She wears crazy stuff, and she talks weird. She does not fit in here at all. My dendrites start to go wild, wondering now, if two people can be right? I go into my third grade classroom and look around. Disappointed, because I do not see a new girl at all. I was sick yesterday, which means I missed Sheila’s first day. Apparently she is in another room today, learning how we should all behave. When she finally enters the room there is a commotion, so I look up from the Book I am sneak-reading inside my desk. Sheila is fabulous! She has bright red hair, and more freckles than me. She is wearing a lavender and orange scarf wrapped around her head. I notice other girls are acting snotty already, noses in the air. She alienated most of them yesterday. I trip her as she walks by. She catches herself, and smiles at me. My new best friend has arrived!