Midgets and mean girls

First day

I walked into the narrow hall of the brand new high school I would be attending the next few years. No one was even here yet, I came pretty early. I looked at the lockers. I hoped I got a bottom locker, I could not even reach the top one. I walked straight into the office, which was painted a lame purple with mismatched furniture. I walked up to the desk and I could not see over. I yelled for about 5 minutes until a lady leaned over the desk. She jumped and gave a scream. 

"Oh hi there, can I help you?" the desk lady asked.

" I just need my schedule and locker number" I said shyly.

She handed me some papers and I walked to my locker to put away my things. I could are buses pulling in. I ran awkwardly to find my locket, 445. I looked on the bottom rows and scanned for the number. I found it, a top locker. I was about to die and run back to the office for a new locker. But some super tall guys came in and then burst put laughing. They pointed at me and then said, "Hey shorty, go find mommy! Kindergarten starts at 9!". I looked down and used my midget guts. "Hmmm.. Let's see, how many times did you fail high school anyway- I think my dads younger than you" I sassily replied. He looked away gave me a look that meant I got him. Then giggled like a girl with his friends like I was stupid. 

When I got into my first hour class, I looked around. One girl sat there, she was way to tall and I felt bad for her crammed into the school desk. I was super small, she was super tall. But yet, I found it hard to resist attempting a friend ship with the girl. In a way, she made me feel safe and protected.  

The teacher called my name and I replied with a squeak. The class rumbled with laughter and a circled my head around. One guy shouted leprachan. I then said to him," Better a nice leprechaun than a dumb pig". He then turned around and stopped. Then only to come back and want to me friend by starting a lame conversation. 

I was making friends, a slow but surely start.