[New schools are always tough for most people, although to be fair, Ty Lee figures that she's moved around enough times now to having adjusting really quickly and dealing with the inevitable sadness of saying goodbye to people she just became friends with down to a t. Thinking about that goes against her mantra of staying positive though and every time she thinks about it, she tends to push the thought away so that it's almost like it didn't exist at all.
Every new school comes with new people and new experiences- and that's exactly the way she sees it. She's never had a problem making friends. Everyone always said she was said as pie and being the friendly, pretty (and she wouldn't deny saying this with some hint of humbleness) new girl always garnered you attention and was a sure fire way to making friends. Ty Lee had learned from the best after all; her father was a diplomat of sorts which explained the constant need to move around. This wasn't to say that her kindness wasn't genuine- she just really knew how to work a room that was all. After a while, she found out that those combination of things tended to win her a nice circle of friends in every new town she went to. But this wasn't a new town. This was her hometown, albeit, her childhood hometown for oh, six or so years before she had begun the 'moving to a new place once a year' journey.
The high school isn't one that she remembers, but why would she? She hadn't stepped foot in it seeing as she had left when she was six. They handed her a school uniform which she carries folded over her arms (the colours will look good on her, she thinks. That's always a plus.) as she waits for the transfer student who's supposed to show her around. After a moment lost in her own thoughts, she hears a voice call out and she can only assume the 'new kid' is her. After all, there's no one else in the office dressed in street clothes on a Friday afternoon.]
That's me! Guess you're the one stuck showing me around, huh?
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Every new school comes with new people and new experiences- and that's exactly the way she sees it. She's never had a problem making friends. Everyone always said she was said as pie and being the friendly, pretty (and she wouldn't deny saying this with some hint of humbleness) new girl always garnered you attention and was a sure fire way to making friends. Ty Lee had learned from the best after all; her father was a diplomat of sorts which explained the constant need to move around. This wasn't to say that her kindness wasn't genuine- she just really knew how to work a room that was all. After a while, she found out that those combination of things tended to win her a nice circle of friends in every new town she went to. But this wasn't a new town. This was her hometown, albeit, her childhood hometown for oh, six or so years before she had begun the 'moving to a new place once a year' journey.
The high school isn't one that she remembers, but why would she? She hadn't stepped foot in it seeing as she had left when she was six. They handed her a school uniform which she carries folded over her arms (the colours will look good on her, she thinks. That's always a plus.) as she waits for the transfer student who's supposed to show her around. After a moment lost in her own thoughts, she hears a voice call out and she can only assume the 'new kid' is her. After all, there's no one else in the office dressed in street clothes on a Friday afternoon.]
That's me! Guess you're the one stuck showing me around, huh?