The diaries of a new comer

Day 3

I woke up at a time that felt like the middle of the night, but something felt really strange, like something was touching me. I was trying to open my eyes when I realized...

...something was a way too bright in my room. I opened my eyes and I saw light, and a lot of it. I quickly checked my phone. 8:30. I was already running late. Not much. 5 minutes. Enough time to start stressing out. I am that kind of person that gets everywhere 10 minutes earlier and I like to take my time to get ready in the morning. I quickly got ready, put on some basic make up, basic clothes and went out. I got ready so quick that I forgot my "first day" emotions and bad thoughts at home. Somehow, on my way to school, they managed to catch me up, as they always do. My anxiety is a baggage of dark places in my mind that I carry around and when I finally forget, it finds its way back to me. When I think about good stuff and good things that I can do, the anxiety knocks on my door to remind me that maybe it's not the best or to show me the bad things that might happen. Or when I have to speak to a large public or speak to someone that I'm not familiar with my anxiety comes back in the scene and steals all the words I have in mind. And I remain speechless, looking like a fool to others. If only they could see what is going on in my head. On my way I quickly grabbed a cup of tea, which is sometimes poison to my bad thoughts. I found my way to the first class. As I studied music theory, we have small classes of like 15-20 people because lets be real, I find music theory as hard as rocket science and you will never succeed teaching a subject as hard at this to a class of 100 people. As we got into the class, everyone knew where to sit, because I came in a week later and they already decided on a sitting plan and so on. I found myself a little bit lost because I didn't know. Should I sit in the last row from the back? In the first? Some places were available near some other students but maybe they couldn't be bothered or they needed more space. Find a place where to sit in class was harder then it sounded and it confused me. I heard a male voice from the middle row saying "You can sit next to me if you want". I don't know how, but this guy said exactly what I needed. I looked at him and pulled off a little smile which might've looked strange on my face that looked so desperate about 0.2 seconds ago. As I sit down, he started to introduce himself

"Hi, I'm Sebastian. You must be the new girl. I saw you were a little confused and I thought inviting you to seat here might help you a little bit. I know how you feel, I am always the new guy everywhere"

"Hi. Yes, the whole sitting thing confused me more than I thought. I'm C-" I got interrupted by the music teacher which just entered the class greeting us all with a loud "Good Morning". As the teacher got to his seat I heard Sebastian saying "Nice to meet you anyway" and I quick answered with "You too".

After the course finished, I quickly went out to grab a bite and then I went to a music room to study the piano. As I went in there......