riders on the storm dwaynexreader

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Summer 2006

(first person y/n)

Never in my wildest dreams did i believe starting a new school, in a completely new country would lead me to such an adventure, but here we are.

~june~

Now, I hate meeting new people and I know for a fact my social anxiety is to go through the roof today but what can i do? It's the last week of term (or whatever it is americans call it) so all i can do is push through and get to summer break.

  I promise I'm not going to list all the things wrong with this situation but one more thing before i go, i hate the heat when i go to school and frankly it's scorching.

"What's my first class then?" I ask the guidance lady hoping and praying its not PE(I hate sports). "It's English darl, head down the hall to room 32c." she replies mindlessly paying no notice to the fact I have no clue what I'm doing . " Thanks i guess" I mutter trudging out of the door and into the bustling halls, walking slap bang into a faceless boy.

This is where it begins

very short i know but it gets good i promise:)