Back from Vacation

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As I walked through the gates of my school, my heart raced with anticipation. It was the first day of the new standard, and I could feel the excitement buzzing in the air. Everything seemed fresh and full of possibility, like the crisp pages of a brand-new notebook waiting to be filled with stories.

I spotted Ishika waiting for me by the entrance, her smile as bright as the morning sun. We exchanged excited greetings before making our way to our new classroom together. The corridors were alive with chatter as students caught up with old friends and made new ones.

Stepping into the classroom, I felt a rush of nervous energy. The desks were arranged in neat rows, and the walls were adorned with colorful posters welcoming us to the new grade. I quickly found my seat and glanced around, taking in the faces of my classmates.

As the bell rang, signaling the start of the first lesson, our new teacher entered the room. She introduced herself with a warm smile and began to outline the syllabus for the year ahead. I listened intently, eager to dive into the new subjects and challenges that awaited us.

Throughout the day, I crossed paths with familiar faces and made connections with classmates I hadn't met before. Aarav and Nidhi were by my side, their presence reassuring as we navigated the unfamiliar terrain together.

During lunch break, Ishika, Aarav, Nidhi, and I gathered under the shade of our favorite tree, reminiscing about our summer holidays. Ishika regaled us with tales of her family trip to the mountains, while Aarav recounted his adventures at summer camp. Nidhi shared stories of lazy days spent by the beach, her laughter contagious as we joined in her joy. Together, with Ishika, Aarav, and Nidhi by my side, I knew that anything was possible.

By the time the final bell rang, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation for the journey ahead. The first day of the new standard had been filled with new faces, new friends, and the promise of new adventures. As I walked out of the school gates, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to embark on this new chapter of my life.

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