*her room ^^*
"you must be our new neighbour"
i heard from over the fence
i sit my selft up on my elbows and take off my glasses and look over to the fence to see a familair rainbow haired kid.
"yeah i am"
"well im kian"
"im India, nice to meet you"
"right back at cha"
"helooo!!" i hear a scream from over the fence
"jc shut up"
i see a curly headed guy appear over the fence and stand next to kian
"hiya" he smiles
"hey" i smile back
"im jc, and i know your already called India" he laughs
"yeah" i smile. awkward
"well nice to meet you" i say getting up and grabbing my stuff
"we should hang out sometime!" kian shouts as i enter my house
"yeah sure" i reply
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i walk into the house to see my mum unpacking the kitchen so i go help her.
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*1 week later*
ugh, my mum said i have to start school today, in absoloutly dredding it.
i get up at 7:00 and do all my morning stuff and stand in my wardrobe (walk in) .
what am i supposed to wear?!
i devide to wear black skinny ripped jeans, and a tye-dye ratchet jumper (😻) with my black vans.
once im ready my mum drops me off at school and says bye to me. i stand infront of the gate, well here it goes.
i get some funny looks of people, but i just ignore them and make my way to the main office.
once in there, there is a women witha a headset in a office. she looks up to me and smiles
"hi can i help you?"
"um yeah, iv just started today"
"oh yes you must be India"
i smile while she goes in her draw and pulls out a leice of paper
"this is your timetable" she hands it to me
"thank you" how am i supposed to know where anything is.
i walk out the door studying my rooms and the numbers when i accidently bump into someone
"sorry" the person mumbles
i look up to see a tall guy, his hair a light brown and slightly quiffed, perfect straight white teeth and bright green eyes. hes wearing a black shirt with a flannel over, blue skinnys and black comverse
"its fine, my fault" i laugh. "um could you tell me where this class is?" i show. him
"yeah im in it, and your other classes by the looks of it" he giggles
"oh good. im India by the way"
"Connor"
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me and connor walk to our first class together which was History, i love history.
"so your british?" connor asks
"yeah but im not a stereo-typical british person"
"yeah i guessed, you have a funny accent" he laughs, he has a cute laugh
"not everyone from England is posh you know" i laugh
"i see that now"
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we reach our class and there are only a few people in, so i sit at the back next to connor.
we wait for more people to come since we are early, then someone walks in, who i hoped i wouldnt of saw again, but. is here
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