You finally managed to put your name down in your now highschool after a few weeks of boredom . You dread the fact of going to school but maybe this is an occasion to meet new people, try new things and maybe get out of that depression that has been following you for years.
First day of school, fuck waking up at 7:30 is weird. you take a shower and get dressed, skip breakfast cause who needs to eat in the morning anyway. After a few minutes on your skateboard you arrive. Once there you head to the reception to grab your timetable. You head to your first class, but since you don't know this place you obviously get lost. After about ten minutes of wondering around you eventually find it. You knock on the door, the teacher opens with angry face but her expression softens when she sees you.
-"Oh hello you must be charlie " she says.
- "yeah"
- "So everyone this is our know student Charlie, coming all the way from england, be kind and help him around if he needs it"
*they ,if they needs it *you think to yourself
-"Hi" you say nonchalantly
-" You can go take a seat "
-"thanks"
You see a free seat in the back next to a guy asleep on his table. Honestly he just looks like a pile of hair. You sit a take your stuff and skechtbook out, you start drawing the pile of hair. You missed drawing people.
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this is my first fanfiction so please be nice. T-T
if there's spealing mistakes please tell me i'll correct it . i will try to be consistent but i can't garanty anything.
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