I walked through the halls of a fresh school. Some kids ran past me, and I couldn't help but raise the volume on my headphones.
Once in the gym, I looked around. Rowdy kids here, losers, nerds, and the group I fit into. The nerdy regulars. Intelligent, but not too nerdy.
A boy in a black hoodie, dark blue jeans, and white headphones with some friends caught my eye. For some reason, my legs moved towards him and I sat near him.
"New?" he asked.
"Yep." I replied, nervously.
The bell rang and we were sent to class. The hoards of kids didn't help, but I managed to get to my history class. Angelo, the door read. Walking in, I saw the same kid from before. I sat down next to him.
"What's your name?" he questioned.
"Kyuso," I replied, "you?"
"Kasai."
Angelo yelled, getting the class's attention.
"As Seniors, you know your responsibility at Highborough."
Angelo has a stern face, and a suit on.
"Now, complete this worksheet by the end of the day. Hand it in tomorrow."
The worksheet, Kasai and I completed it with ease.
"What do you enjoy doing?" he asked me.
"Playing video games on my computer, really." I said.
"I enjoy comics."
"Cool."
We sat there, bored.
"How long you been going here?" I mumbled.
"All my life. Not a great place."
"Why?"
"Just the people. Not nice at all."
The bell rang, and we headed out. That morning, I made a friend.
