School

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So this is my first day of school, i didn't visit it yet so i'm probably gonna be late for everything. There is no chance my mom will take me so i left the house around 7am with my sister, she might be anorexic but she is really beautiful, all the boys like her. She really popular.
"Good luck"
"What? I'm sorry i didn't hear you", I snapped out my thoughts just so she could repeat
"Good luck, as in for today"
"Thanks, you too, I know you'll make friends fast. So you don't really need luck."
She is the only one in the family that actually nearly understands me. After that short exchange of two word phrases. Every thing got silent. We were still in the train when it stop, just for a couple of seconds, enough for me to hear that evil laugh again, I hear it every week so I'm used to it. Just my very fictional mind playing a trick on me. My sister elbowed me in the arm to tell me we arrived.

I entered the school and went directly in the principles office.
"Hello, my name is john, but call me principle Norris or just principle", he said in a calm but dry voice.
"Hello, Just Principle, I'm Chloe and this is my baby sister Sylvia"
He laughed, I'm always a bit jealous when she gets on really well with people. I simply do not have that connection, with anyone except my books.
He then showed us around the school, man this thing is huge I kept telling myself over and over as we walked through the buildings. He then showed us to our class, starting by Chloe's, then mine.
"Hello class"He said sharply to get respect.
It work because they all stood up and answered all at the same time,
"Hello, Sir"
All of them except that one kid in the back of the class. I think his name was Tim, though it might not be, it wasn't
clear when he yelled at him to wake up.
I got to sit in the back, my favourite place of the class, why? Because it is calmer and I can read.
"Hey", it was the sleeper.
"Hey, sleeping beauty", I said sharply, i wasn't in the mood to speak. And he understood because he did not speak to me at all during the lesson.
Anyway i got to know his name it was Tom, not Tim, he had very dark bleu eyes, like royal bleu, and very light blond hair, almost white. He was nice.
I had managed to survive an other meaningless day in my life, and I went home.

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