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* Teenagers by My Chemical Romance *

I still feel so new at this school I've been here a little over a month and I'm still lost. I'm even more lost now considering I just changed my schedule for the third damn time this semester. I'm glad I transferred out of community college from the middle of nowhere to at least a fairly large school. "Excuse me... uhm do you know where this building is?" I ask a student sitting on a bench scrolling through their phone. He looked up at me and smirked before looking down at the paper. "I'm not really sure, but I've got a nice place we could go back to and you could just skip... philosophy" he said with a smug look. "Ew. I'd rather sit in a four hour lecture then go back to your musty ass room" I shot back as I grabbed the paper out of his hand and stormed in what I hoped was the right direction. Teenagers man. He easily was barely nineteen and I had no interest in man children and their crude remarks. No no absolutely not.
After twenty minutes of what felt like walking in circles I finally found the class I was looking for and somehow still was fifteen minutes early. I was really lucky because there happened to be a coffee shop right around the corner from the lecture hall and even though it was October and fairly cold I wanted some tea. Ice cold tea. When I walked into the shop the smell of coffee was heavenly and the line was short. I ordered an iced tea with one pump of sweetener and I was in heaven. When I made it back to the lecture hall the doors were open and I made my way inside hopeful to find a seat in the middle where I could just blend in. I sat next to the nicest looking person I could find and honestly she didn't look that nice, but it was one of the only open seats in the middle so I took it. Her hair was in a bun and she was writing in a pink spiral. She probably dotted her eyes with little hearts and used seventy three highlighters on every page of notes. "Okay class. I know final schedules were just set so I'm sure we will see some new faces in here" the younger professor began. "I'm Todd. Yes I go by my first name. Not to be cool just because Fitzpatrick isn't necessarily a real badass last name I wanna be called every day. Anyways. This is philosophy 2310 so I hope you're prepared to be philosophical" he finished his introduction as I wrote down the heading for my notes and watched as the girl besides me pulled out a pencil bag full of highlighters. I knew it. "You can borrow some if you'd like" she spoke up as I looked at her unzipping the pouch. "Oh uh yeah maybe I'll do that if you don't mind" I said trying to smile politely and hoping it didn't come across as awkward. "Oh yeah! No problem I've got like a million and I think it helps to stay organized" she said as she smiled which instantly made her way less intimidating. "My name is Isla by the way. You're new in this class right?" She asked and I nodded my head "I am. My name is Kennedy" I said politely as our professor began to speak once again.
     That was the longest and most mind numbing class I've ever taken, but it's required so I don't really have a choice. I surprisingly made a new friend and I would consider her my first friend here. "What class do you have next?" Isla said as we walked out of the hall together. "I actually don't have another class today. I only have three classes on Tuesday's and Thursday's  and one Monday's and Wednesday's" I said as I gave her a run down of my schedule. "No way! This is my last class too I was thinking about heading to the gym if you wanted to come or I can give you my number and maybe we could meet up later?" She asked and I could tell that she was a talker. "I have some work to get done, but I would be down to do something later" I responded and she was already pulling out her phone and motioning her hand for mine. I took hers and put my number into it before handing it back to her. "Awesome. I'll text you later Kenny!" She smiled as she turned to walk away from me and disappeared into the sea of students. Wow. I already had a nickname.

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