"How are you feeling about being a student here again?" Mom asked, taking a seat next to me. "I am 90% excited and 10% nervous." I said, thoughtfully. Last November, Dad and I were involved in a horrible car accident. The accident had left me with injuries that were so bad, that I had to be home-schooled for the rest of the year and attended a plethora of physical therapy sessions. Even though I had returned to Brocket in May to watch my boyfriend and best friends perform in the last day of school assembly, today was my first time returning to Brocket as a student. Even though I am the most popular girl in the Senior class, and had many friends, and had been assigned to a great teacher, I was still nervous. Would I have a great first day back? Would I be able to conquer my nerves? Finally, would I be able to make this year, as well as my first semester back at Brocket, the best that it could be? My goodness, I certainly hope so.