The Beginning of Problems

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I was terrified. I mean pee your pants terrified. It was the first day of school and stupid me didn't go to open house.
  You're a fucking idiot. I cussed myself out on the inside. I glanced at my schedule. Math- Mr. Figate, Keyboarding- Ms. Penn, I/E Ms.Duke, English- Ms. Delgate, Science- Ms. Tooley. I sighed. Me and Cam had no classes together and Ash and I had PE together but it was only every other day!
I wandered into Mr.Figgate's room. His nickname, Mr.Faggot, made sense. He was a frickin' fag! He excitedly told us rules, gave us a tour of the school (thank god!), and handed us homework. Homework! On the first fucking day!
I stormed off towards the locker room to find Ash.
"I have homework!" I was in a really bad mood.
"That's stupid."
"Mr. Fag is stupid." I grumbled.
  We were told to go into the gym and a fat bald man named Mr. H talked about gym clothes and rules.   Boring, was the only way to describe it. Then we went back into the locker room to get our locker combos. My locker was two sections way from Ash's! I thought I would never see my best friends.
  At lunch I sat with my first block. Only one of my friends was in that class. Jana. We met last year but we weren't really close.
  I managed to survive the rest of the day but none, count 'em, none of my best friends were in any of my classes. I sighed. This was going to be a long year.

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