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Descriptive Essay: Moving To Canada

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As I walked to school in the rain, I pondered on how Chloe would react when I tell her I'm moving to Canada. She's probably gonna whine. Maybe get pissed at my parents. Or scream; screaming is her specialty. She came to my elementary school in grade 3. She was put into my class and because I knew the school inside-out I showed her around. We've been close ever since, never ever leaving one another for someone else. We've known each other for 6 years, and now we won't even be in the same continent! Before I knew it, I was standing in front Forest Hills Secondary School. As soon as I take one step in, I see someone run up to me. Chloe. Aw, I don't want to tell her now; I'd rather wait til lunch, or the end of the day. "Hi, Iris!" She says. …show more content…

I have never ditched a class in my entire life, and I don't intend to start now! I didn't get put in the honor roll class by ditching! I quickly rush to my locker and grab my Spanish textbook. Señora Lopez hates tardiness. I literally, RUN to class. When I arrive at the door I look through the window in it. Everyone is sitting down. Shoot, I am really late. I slowly knock on the door. Señora gestures for me to come in. "Ivy, estás 10 minutos tarde. Detención después de la escuela." She says. It takes me a minute to translate what she's saying. 'Ivy, you're 10 minutes late. Detention after school.' .....SHOOOOOOT "Si, Señora Lopez." I say, walking to my desk [A/N: If y'all don't know what that means (which I hope you do) it means 'Yes Mrs. Lopez"] I feel that this is the first class where I haven't paid as much attention as I usually do. I sat there staring at the clock, waiting for the bell to ring. On an average day I would be taking notes, in case we get a pop quiz. But not today. It doesn't even matter. I doubt they even speak Spanish in Canada. Speaking of Canada....isn't it know to be ice cold? I can't stand cold. And aren't things really expensive there? That isn't so much my problem as it is my parents' but still. The bell rings, bringing me back to reality for the second time today. I walk up to Señora Lopez's desk. "Please try to be on time next time." She says, handing me a detention …show more content…

You know what Canada is? My parents told me we're moving there and Ivy hates it and-" I start babbling absolute nonsense. "Look, Ivy I really don't have time. I have Geography next and in literally flunking it right now. Being late will just make things worse. And the bell is going to ring in-" She stops to check her watch. "A MINUTE!" She continues in the same breath. Gotta run!" She says and runs off. I sigh, again. Trudging off to math class I hopes that I can talk to her next class. Math drags on even longer than usual. I still don't take notes. I'm much too depressed to listen. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days. I couldn't stop thinking about Canada. Much after I thought it would, the bell finally rang. Phys ed. dragged on forever too. And English class. When the bell finally rang signaling the start of lunch, I was beyond relieved. I run over to Chloe's locker, hoping I can actually talk to her this time. I sit there waiting, and waiting for her to show up. Before I know it, lunch is over. Any hopes I had of talking to Chloe today are now down in the dunps. Why did God put me in such a

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