Highschool AU!!

Green's Gang (2)

Red's POV:

Green and I were able to find my class before the bell rang, and it turned out that he and I weren't that far away from each other, which was a relief to know, even though I was a little sad about the fact that he wouldn't be with me for the next three hours or so. I opened the door half way and took a quick peek to see if the teacher was here or not, and all my eyes saw was the group of other students sitting at the tables in a wired, controling way and laughing loudly while the rest remained silent and looked at their phones screens. I could see that they were just gathered around one person, which was difficult for me to see and I was only able to hear his voice.

"And you're must be our new students, am I right?". A voice above me made me gasp in fear and swallow a scream that was about to come out in fear, I wasn't expecting that. I looked back over my shoulder to see a man with rectangular glasses and soft black hair pulled back neatly and beautifully. In a second, from noticing the math books in his hand, I knew immediately that he was our teacher and changed my posture from eavesdropping like a child to straight and polite, drawing a nervous smile on my face.

"Y- yes, that's me. I'm-".

"Save it, kid. You can introduce yourself to me along with everyone else when we inter the class. Shall we?".

"Oh, r- right... I forgot about that part". I whispered the last sentence in a trembling voice, and I watched with semi-closed eyes and a tense face as the teacher smiled softly at me, then entered the classroom, and in a moment everyone stopped talking and hurried to sit in their places like lost cats, which means they knew very well who this teacher was and it didn't seem like anyone wanted to get on his bad side. Noted.

"Good morning class, I hope you enjoyed your weekend and got all the rest you needed. And before we start today's class, I'd like to inform you that a new student has arrived. C'mone in!". Shit, I didn't want to do this at all, but I don't seem to have another way out, so, here gose nothing...
I took a really deep breath with my chest rising from the amount of air coming in and then I stepped quietly into the classroom with my eyes directed to the floor, hoping that nobody is looking at me. This already feels awful??

"Everyone this is our new student, Red. Now, how about you tell us a little about yourself?".

"Umm... My name's Red, a- and... I- I like animal a lot. And I hope we can be friends...?". Well that was bad, at least it's over now. I wasn't even sure of a word I said and I just hope they didn't notice my questioning tone, because I don't think I want to be friends with anyone here. I felt warm drops of sweat pouring from my forehead while pressing my lips together tightly and forming a line, as I waited for the teacher to ask me to go to my seat.

"Thanks for sharing this lovely information with us, Red. And I hope everyone makes Red feel welcome and comfortable here. Did I make myself clear to everyone??".

I looked up and saw how everyone nodded without much interest in what he was saying but without showing it to the teacher himself. Who smiled in an satisfied way, probably knowing that his statement applies to everyone here before finally giving me permission to choose the seat I want to sit in all year round. I just gave him a sideways half-smile and then walked over to where there were two available seats in front of me. One of the seats were in the front next to a boy with orange hair in a short ponytail, slightly grunged hair that covered his left eye, while the one I was able to take a glance at took the color of a bluish and pure deep green that reminded me of Emeralds.

He wore a white long-sleeved jacket while the rest was light orange with green at the ends. A black shirt underneath, short sand-colored pants, and black socks that reached just below his knees. He was good looking to be honest, not that I'm going to say it to him of course.
He was focusing his attention on the paper in front of him and seemed to be busy writing something, or to be more specific, drawing something.