This was my chance. I got away. I'm already so drained. I looked up.
"Incoming!", someone shouted. A shoe flew centimeters from my face. It stuck in the freaking wall!
"Ah, sorry!",
Should be!!
I heated a boy screaming to someone, while he was picked up by another boy:"Put me down!", a girl was recording the situation and the boys meant they were just goofing around. A random kid bumped into the boy and so a big fight came in the hallway.
Welcome to Highschool everyone.
Room: 201
201, this is it right?
A boy next to me dropped all of his papers. I helped him up.
"Here", I said.
"Oh um... thank you", he said shy. A girl came behind him. She pet his head and weaved. Was she mute?
I entered the room. As I saw the desks I realized we had our desks assigned. I searched for my table. I turned to look who sits next to me.
Aiden C.
Maybe there are to Aidens? I looked to the desk behind it.
Ben C.
Flashback
"And that's my cousin Ben", Aiden said.
End of flashback
I pretend not to see it. (Pain)
Your name POV:
Everyone did chatter. The teacher is late. My attention got the door, from where a shouting came: "We wouldn't be late if you would have helped instead of recording!", a boys voice shouted:"Sorry we're late! They aren't here yet." On the door there were two teenagers looking like twins.
"We still have a chance!", the girl said.
"A chance?", the teacher stood right behind them: "are two of my students already late on the first day of school?" He asked teasing. The next second he was laughing:"Just kidding! A class rule is if we're both late and you get here before me, you're safe- where's your shoe?" He asked. Everyone stood up to see his foot.
Meanwhile
The janitor:"I'm turning in my two week notice."
Back to classroom
"You should find that after class.", he said and the boy nodded. He came inside the classroom and introduced our ne students.
"Sorry I'm late everyone. These two are new to the school, so make sure to give them a warm welcome. You guys can take a seat as well." The boys went to their seats. The big guy sat next to me. "Let's begin with introductions, shall we? We'll go in alphabetical order."
Well I guess Logan will have to speak for me. The teacher should know that.
"Oh and who is Y/N?", the teacher asked and I put my hand in the air. "Good Logan, will speak for you, is that true?" I nodded and Logan said :"Yes sir."
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FanfictionWhat if you were in SBG? What if you were Logan's cousin? 17-year-old AU You had a childhood trauma. So you simply decided not to talk. However the feeling of having someone who was there by your side, felt great. You felt safe. Until everything fe...
