First Day

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The bus comes to a halt and everyone starts walking out of the bus, I walk into the school with a headache,and a upset stomach,the kind where you feel like clouds are in your stomach it feels heavy but empty,and the feeling that something horrible is going to happen,maybe I was just nervous. I scurry around trying to find my 1st period Math class just thinking the whole time why would anybody hate kids so much to put math in the beginning of the day?
I finally make it inside the class but everyone's already in their seats. My new teacher directs me towards him and announces to the class "Everyone this is our new student, Y/n" He turns over to me and says "introduce yourself" I was right,something horrible is gonna happen,and it's right now. I stand there thinking im about to puke in front of the whole class,looking around one person caught my eye,he has blonde hair but obviously bleached because of his brown hair grow out. Eventually i muster up some confidence and wave. Embarrassing. The teacher tells me to sit anywhere,I walk down the rows and sit in the back,without realizing I sat right behind the boy with bleached hair.
The teacher finally stops lecturing and hands out papers to everyone,and I watch has the boy with bleached hair rummages threw his backpack then after a few seconds turns to me "Hey could I barrow a pencil?" I'm kinda shocked but snap out of it and say "yeah no problem" I give him the pencil,and in return he let me copy off his work sheet.
*RING RING RING*
Everyone runs out,but the boy with bleached hair walks up to me giving the pencil back then says "I know you don't know me but since your new and all I could show you around school, we could have lunch together so your not alone to!" I look into his eyes not being able to tell if they where gray or green,getting lost in them I started to talk without thinking "Yeah that'd be fun,what's your name?" I could see his cheeks start turning red he replays "Ponyboy...I know it sounds funny but that's really my name" I tell him "Your names real rememberable at least Ponyboy,My names Y/n" we smile and we compare our schedules,we have the same classes except for 5th period, we walk together to each class which really helped me feel less scared,we got to lunch and I was expecting some of his other friends to come by but nobody,it was just us sitting together.

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