I looked up at my new, ginourmous school ready to feel the imcomfort of a new and big crowd! I remeber when my grade school was way more different by even looking at both schools.It was small little school, and this school, i cannot even compare the differences!
I marched up to the front door,like a marcher in a marching band.I felt strong and powerful on the outside, but nervous and unsteady in the inside! There it was, my new school, with that horrible school smell! I just could not think about the smell, i had to think about my grades and how to fit in , in this impossible get-100-friends school! I felt kind of lonely, since i was all alone walking up to my new, but old looking locker.
I looked up and i was already in my new class! Just great, I was placed in the back, especially the fact that I was sitting behing a very tall person, but I mean very tall! My new teacher walked in the classroom, used to the new-students feeling,like how does he deal with it!
He introduced us with a no-friendly smile,now I get why he is used to the peculiar feeling!
