michael

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Monday, September 15

So there's this new kid.

I don't know anything about him other than a band he likes. Or I hope he likes. He could just be one of those people that wear the shirt but never listen to the band.

I hate those people.

I also know his name.

I'm not entirely sure if I should disclose it because this could always fall into the wrong hands, you know? Then I'd be the creepy kid with the journal used to write about unsuspecting students. I don't really want that to be my reputation.

Let's just stick to the new kid.

Usually I wouldn't pay attention to a new kid because they're all the same. Just dying to fit in and get a group of friends. Can't say I blame them because that was where I was a few years ago.

But he's different. I haven't even known him for a day but I already know he is.

His head was held high. He didn't bother to look at any of us in the class; just stared above our heads. As if we were beneath him and he was better.

Maybe he is.

- Michael :-)

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