Closed Nervous

I walked up to the famous wall I had heard so much about. So this is it... I thought. This would be the big day I was waiting for my entire childhood. Sure, I grew up around magic and was born a pure-blood, but I was finally taking that big first step into my wizarding life (even though I'm technically a witch). I gripped the bars of my trolley in my hands, ready to run through those bricks. My foot was ready, I was ready. I started running when suddenly- *CRASH* I fell to the ground and before I could gather myself I heard a voice from above me, "Oh my god, are you okay?" I look up and I see a pretty girl around my age with her hand outstretched to help me up. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks," I say, embarrassed. My cheeks were beet red. How have I already embarrassed myself before I've even arrived? I stood up and brushed myself off, but the embarrassment still stung. "Hey, it's okay," she said, "I was the one who ran into you, after all." I smiled back at her, she was a very nice girl. This could be the start to an amazing friendship.