Man, this school is weird and defiantly not funny. Their jokes don't consist if moms! I mean c'mon! Psh but anyways I already made friends, I think. Their names are Steve, Owen, and Nathaniel!
Speaking of Owen he acts really weird around me. it's really cute to be honest.
My schedule is pretty good. I have about 4 classes with all of my friends. I like it a lot.
I'm really craving a triple pounder, luckily it is lunchtime! I sit at a table with Steve and Nathaniel because Owen sits with his squad. I really wanna be in his squad. Guess I am not worthy enough, sigh.
Change of subject.
This school has terrible lunches! The chicken tastes like Ravioli!! MAN I DON'T WANT NO RAVIOLI! phew.
"Hey Greg!" a strange voice calls out
"YOUR MOM!" I blurt out
"Uhm.. sorry I-I didn't mean to say that."
I still don't know who it is, so I turn around.
Its that annoying chick, Emily Sourcrouse. ew.
"We were wondering if you wanted to come sit with us.. You looked lonely." She says politely.
"Uhm sure," I grab my stuff quickly and pretty much throw it on their table.
