School is okay, well to me. Since I'm a smart kid of course it's gonna be okay. Now that I escaped fifth grade.. I'm in the sixth. No more just six numbers that show your grade, it's all letters and percentage. I'm sure I'm most likely to get A's or possibly B's since I'm a smart kid overall. Although I'm going to miss elementary. Recess, easy math, nice teachers, oh my P.E teacher was the best. He was funny and nice, and couraging. Scary when mad but he's the best. Not only was I was also fast and athletic, I would always play kickball for recess. Sometimes soccer but mostly kickball. I like to stay outfield. Heh, I'm smart and athletic. Silly me. I have much more talents. I can play the violin. Though..as a boy with pretty long nails it's a struggle. I played orchestra for two years. Fourth and fifth, and still in sixth. My fourth grade teacher was nice, he was funny. My fifth, she was okay. She did make a lot of people quit. In my class she made five people quit. Making her only teach three people. I have..er..I don't know if I should consider her as a friend. She's weird. She teases me. To be honest, she's the reason that made fifth grade more interesting. But I won't say that out loud. Her name was Louise..she's alright. I mean, when she played kickball and every time she gets a chance, she'll kick my foot or stick her foot out so I'll stumble. She did it too many times that it got her a referral. Her problem. I remember the glares and mumbles she would give me. Sometimes she'll even pout. Was it that serious? Oh, funny thing. Halloween was the day where I found out she had a crush on me. I didn't mean to but I swear she was red and lowering her head and gulping nervously. Perhaps even sniffling if I could pick that up from all the talking. Don't blame me, blame your "friends" for telling me that. Crazy she still hangs out with them. Well two of her friends told me. She still hangs out with one of them and stopped talking with the another one. She doesn't deserve any of them. Louise would be a cute girl if she stayed the same in fourth grade. She was quiet and smart and shy. I liked it when she would get annoyed by my constant "Why do you never talk?" or "Why are you so quiet?" I found it amusing to see her rasing brow and giving the look "Shut up and fuck yourself." but I'm sure she could never get herself to say that. But in the fifth she changed. She ditched her old friends and hung out with other people. She even started to talk with my friend! All the sudden she has good social skills. But either way, she's still shy. She's shy and awkward when it comes to presentations and would speak super fast to try and get this over with. It's funny, seeing her lower her head and speak quietly and hearing the voice cracks. Is she that anxious? The feet shuffling and awkward glances to everyway and how she would fidget and pull on the paper or on her clothes. It's amusing. But when she's with her friends she a totally different person! She's loud talkative...and has no filter. She's weird. I'm always honest with my opinions, I don't hold back.
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RomanceBen is a middle school boy that is trying to survive 6th grade, and especially a girl in specific. Thankfully she's on a different color team than him. Which means, no classes with her and no teasing from her. Though his luck isn't on his side.
