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-Chapter 1-meeting you-

BEEP BEEP BE-

'oh fuck'

I had created a damn hole on my wall
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FIRST POV

I got up from bed and put on my uniform. I went into the restroom and brush my [h/l].   [h/c] and finish the rest of my morning routine.             
"What was that noise,[name]?"
My mom, [m/n] asks as I make my way downstairs in the middle of the morning to go to school.

"Uhhh let's just say I need a new alarm"
I sweat dropped....

'ahahah I'm in danger'
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After eating breakfast, I get up from my seat and head towards the door.

"Bye mom" I yell as I put on my book bag.

"Bye [name]! Please don't break another desk at this new school!"

'sorry, what? Does [sister/brother name] seriously have to blame everything on me? suddenly i do not hear'

"IT WASNT ME!" I quickly shut the door and lock it with my keys. I do not want to get another lesson on being the 'good kid'
Why do I always get blamed for everything ? :(
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As i enter the school doors i start to get a feeling of loneliness. Me, get nervous? No.
Me, get excited to see my friends? No. What even are friends? But feeling lonely sure is a well known feeling. It's no stranger to me.

Me, at the ripe age of 12, (pls don't attack me, Hisoka)thinking like this. Yeah I'm smart, stay pressed. Though I am somewhat smart, its not like I know all the answers on my schoolwork. I don't really like to try either. It's a lot of work, believe it or not, especially for an 12 year old. That's something my mom fails to see. As i enter my classroom, I speed to the back row seat next to the window like the main character I am, 'cause I deserve it.

'I want to leave already'
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'RING RING'

"Students remember to complete worksheets 1-2 for homework today!"

finally. the end of the day.

Everyone throws their belongings into their bags, not caring about the mess they've made in there.
I take a while to pack since it seemed like chaos near the doorway. Friday's are always like this.
As most of my classmates are gone, I start to pack up and check if I'm missing anything.

As I start to speedrun out the classroom, my teacher calls out to me.

"[name]!"

'Oh come on'

I turn and face my teacher.
"yes, Ms/Mr?" i ask.

"We have a new student and I was wondering if you would be kind enough to show him around, maybe even become friends, too! I heard u spoke Japanese?"

(Yes u can speak Japanese in this fanfic. be thankful I'm making u superior '[name] supremacy')

'Can't you buy a translator? Why me? ask someone else'

"Yes ma'am/sir, i can"

"Great, I would like you to meet Miya(this is America people, first name basis?) Chinen, he comes from Japan, and he's also 12
years old. you're the only person who can speak Japanese . I would like you to show him around school today during school hours. Don't worry, I'll contact your mother. I'll also give you extra points for helping out your classmates.

'This teacher is seriously gonna bribe me?

Go on...'

Behind me came a boy, he was skinny. He also had black hair, with beautiful green, emerald eyes. He was about my height, too.

'He's........ HOLD UP WHA-'

My thoughts were interrupted as the teacher continued to speak again.

"Miya, this is [name], he will show you around the school grounds"

'This bi-'
"Nice to meet you, [name]" Miya says IN ENGLISH?!

He reaches his and out for me to shake as he introduces himself.

'Huh'

The teacher was surprised.
"You Can speak English?!"
The teacher spoke.

"Yeah, ISNT this America?"

'NO [name] HOLD IN YOUR LAUGH'

"I guess you don't need me anymore, goodbye"

I dash towards the classroom doors.

"COME BACK HERE, [name]!" They yelled.

Great. There goes my chance.

The teacher looked offended.
"You're doing this whether you want to or not, is that clear?"

"Yes ma'am/mr"
'Over something so small?, please you can do better than this'

"Nice t-to meet you"
Im not a people person, and him insulting the teacher didn't help.

"I'm [m/n l/n] I'll show you around school"
I smiled.

He seemed nice, not annoyed like everyone else after I say something.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Miya
He seemed....annoyed? That's to be expected, though.
'He seemed nice? Yeah, I take that back.'

"Let's go!" Miya says as he grabs my hand and dashes out of the classroom.

We got out the classroom (more like I got dragged) and I closed the teacher's door.

"Gomen, I didn't want to listen to another 'you should be a better behaved boy' lesson." Miya apologized.

"Same! My mother is always complaining!"
I respond.

Miya narrowed his eyes at me.
He hummed in response.

'am i gonna die...?:D'

I let go of our connected hands, and walk around school. I soon finish showing him around school and head towards the entrance.

We talked and talked, but eventually it was time to leave. I found out I had many things in common with Miya. It was nice, talking to someone once in a while...other than my mom.

"thanks for showing me around"
Miya said.

"See you next Monday?"

'Im trying to start a convo here dude, cooperate'

"yeah, sure"

.
.
I smiled.

"Ok, then, see
You?"

'I hate this, can I PLEASE LEAVE?'

This is why I don't have friends.

"By-"
He's gone.
Great. How nice.
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I walked home like I usually do.

'There goes my chance to getting a friend.I already failed the first step.'

'I want friends but don't at the same time?!? How does that make sense?'

Ridiculous.

"something happen? I see you're very irritated, after school, that's not new though'
Mom asked as I entered the house.

I turned and looked at her with a smile on my face.

"Im completely fine "

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Hi! This is my first ever book(for the public to read) please tell me if I need to fix anything,or
if there are any grammar mistakes.

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