Not a Dream | DNF

5.

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Song recommendation: Bundle of Joy-Michael Giacchino
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When I enter the classroom, I see a lot of people already in there seats I look around and luckily there is a free spot at the back of the room. I sit and pull out my phone. Ranboo had given me his number in case I needed help. He was really nice, at least someone was.

After a couple of minutes the classroom is full and the teacher enters. She says good morning and looks around the room.

From what I know this was Mrs. Brimson a lady in her late 30's with black, shoulder length hair and bangs. She had blue eyes and reading glasses. She was wearing white blouse and black pants. I could see the black pointed high heels that went perfectly with what she was wearing. She looked really nice and by what Ranboo told me, she was unless you didn't pay attention.

She took a look around the class and saw me. She smiled softly at me and was quick to present me to the class.

"We have a new student joining us today. Can you come to the front and present yourself?"

I really didn't want to do that. I hated when teachers did that it was hella embarrassing and everyone looks at you. The fact that I had social anxiety sure as hell did not help.

I walked to the front of the classroom and shifted uncomfortably.

"Hi my name is George Davidson and well I am new..."

I looked anxiously at her.

"Tell us a bit about yourself. Where are you from and a hobby?"

"Well..um...I am from London and I guess I like to read books in my free time."

"What is your favorite book and why?"

I could see her inspecting me. I honestly think she thought I was messing around when I said books. Why did she need to keep asking me stuff? Aaaaa I hate this.

"I can't pick a favorite one but one of my favorites is The Great Gatsby by F.Scott Fitzgerald. I like it because of the plot development of the characters and it really shows you that there are not many people that are worth of your trust."

When I looked up, I saw her smiling at me on the other hand the class had mainly shocked faces and others really judgmental expressions.

"Mr.Davidson I gotta say that is in-fact one of my favorites as well. Thank you, now go back to your seat."

I quickly walked back to my seat and sat down. Once I sat down I felt my hands shake. Well shit, this was not good I need to calm down before anyone sees and thinks I am a looser.

One thing about me that I should probably say is that I have shaky hands. When I say that I really never knew why I had. All I know is they always shook and when I was really nervous or panicked they got worse.

This was the moment where I was nervous and I was not gonna have it. I reached for my coffee and slowly brought the cup to take a sip. And I tried as hard as I could not to spill it over myself. When i placed the cup down and took a couple of breaths. I calmed down and so did my hands.

I looked up and the teacher was starting a new lesson. But I felt eyes on my right. I turned right and next to me I saw this guy staring at me. It seemed like it didn't bother him that I caught him staring.

"What?"

I asked looking at him dead in the eyes, not really amused.

"Nothing you are cute tho."

He said with a cocky grin.
Great I stood next to the player of the school.

The guy had emerald green eyes with freckles scattered on his nose and cheeks. He had dirty blonde hair that was kinda wavy. When I checked what he was wearing, I wasn't surprised to see a green jersey and black jeans. He was the guy that is used to getting what he wants. Including non-stop looks from girls. By his cocky eating grin I could tell he wanted something. But I sure as hell wasn't about to give it to him.