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"Okay, can you show me around?" He asked shyly. He examined his face as he glanced down at the floor. He cracked a smile, showing a deep dimple form in his cheek. I wanted to blush, but, in all honesty, I'm not sure how.

"Sure," I managed to say. "Where do you want to go first?"

He looked at me, now fully smiling. His eyes seemed to light up when I asked. I guess he thought I wouldn't help him. Figures. "Wherever."

I then spent a good half hour showing him the north wing of the school. In the north wing, you could find English class, Art, Music, the Dean's office, the library; which is a quarter of the size of a football field. After that, I managed to lead him to the gym and cafeteria, which was all the way in the south wing. He seemed to be enjoying himself. He should be glad I'm taking the time and showing him around...

"So what do you think so far?" I asked calmly.

His eyes... Oh how they can light up. "What?" He asked sarcastically. "The gym is the size of half of my old school," he gleamed.

"Oh thanks... The school may be beautiful, but the people on the other hand..." I rolled my eyes dramatically. "Their personalities could use a touch-up."

He laughed at that. "So far, I like what I see. Your not so bad."

Now I laughed. "Hah, you're funny. I bet you'll fit in with Travis," I said sarcastically. I understand he's the new kid, but if I find that he is just like Travis, I'll break him. "You're not funny."

His smile quickly turned to a frown. "What do you mean? You think I was making fun of you?" He asked, a little annoyed. I didn't understand why he got annoyed at that. I'm already used to all the bullshit that is said about me. Is he acting just to feel sorry for me? Or is he actually telling the truth?

"Why else would you be complimenting me?" I asked. "Last time I heard something like that, it was from Travis. And he was just saying that so he could go tell his slut girlfriend that I supposedly totally bought his compliment. He got a black eye after he said it."

"Travis? You mean the idiot that's in my geometry class? Oh, fuck no. Don't listen to that jerk. He hasn't grown a brain yet... But," he contended. " I don't think he ever will." 

When I cracked a smile at the thought, he grew soft again. "So..." I ask. "You're not making fun of me?"

His eyebrows creased. "Hell no. Why would I? So far, you're the only normal one I've seen."

Normal. Normal. Did he just say that? I felt my eyes grow wide, "Wait, did you just say normal? I don't think I've heard you correctly." Did I hear him right?

He looked at me, shocked. "Yeah, everyone here has been so plastic. Even the teachers. Don't really fit in with this type of group."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was too good. But still, I managed to stay cool, calm, and collected. "I guess we have something in common."

"I guess so." He said smiling.

This time, I didn't stop myself from smiling.