Personal Narrative-My Trip To Portage Central Middle School

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I’m sitting in band playing my trombone, killing it. I go to Portage Central Middle School and I’m currently in 1st hour. The door opens suddenly a girl walks in, she lights the room up the room like the sun. I've never seen her before. Mrs.Flynn announced,”Class this is Daylen,she will be joining us. She plays clarinet so Ashleigh will you show her where her instrument will go.”Mrs. Flynn walks over to her computer doing who knows what. I still can't believe this girl who is a firework is going to be in this school. It's like the school pulled her here. I snap out of my daze and look around, Mrs. Flynn is starting to walk over here. Oh no did I say something out loud? Mrs. Flynn asks “Keith you have a lot of the same classes with Daylen

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