100 Word Memoir – Elle McCreadie

“Cool heart sunglasses,” I said. She smiled at me. I knew Jacqueline from around school, but I didn’t really know her. Still, she was a familiar face in this unfamiliar classroom. I’d never had a reason to be in Room 300 before this, but my friend convinced me Yearbook would be fun, so here I am. Inside, my stomach is knotted. I’m anxious this class won’t work out for me, but it’s only the first day so I try to relax. Surprisingly, talking with Jacqueline was the easiest thing I’d done all day. Maybe I could get to know her.