Gay Satan Worshipper

Assembly

We entered the gymnasium flaunting our exclusive show in front of all the pupils.

"Hi!" He waved to his friends smiling causing his railroad tracks to reveal.

Him drawing more attention to us was making me uncomfortable. I could feel everyone silently judging, and I assumed it wasn't positive judgment.

After the eye catching entrance that had just occurred we landed ourselves on the top row of the bleachers removing our knotted arms. He sat by his Emo friends while I awkwardly remained by them hopping no one would notice me. I'd rather save the New kid introduction shit for later. No need to feel embraced on my first day.

"Hi!" One of his friends holler simultaneously.

"Hi," I kitten meow back while retreating my my hands into my sleeves only leave the tips of my fingers out to grasp the edge of the fabric.

She then got distracted by one of the teachers rustling the mic around for the announcements.

"Good morning EastWood Falcons!" The teacher greeted with coffee filled joy.

Silence fell upon the room filled with unwanted humans as one person clapped. Assuming It'd be a outcast judging by the fact I could see the person was clapping form a wheelchair.

Then principal took the teachers place to carry on the speech. "This year is going to be an amazing year! We have some new teachers and sadly some that retired." He claimed.

I could hear a couple of kids whispering so I decided to eavesdrop as the principal carried on.

"He didn't mention the fact that they fired like ten teachers." She complained as I listened in.

"Yeah," the boy shrugged off.

Soaking that in, I after brought my attention back to the speaker. "Not much to say except for you new kids find a buddy to latch onto and they'll help you get around, all of the kids here are excellent!"

I then felt the Emo kid scoot closer to me causing our thighs to squish together.

"If you need more assistance head to the front office by the entrance of the school. Have a good day and be good!" The principal ended. Coincidentally due to perfect timing the bell rang, and just like that all the little Gremlins left the room. You could smell the reminisce of butthole due to that one shit smelling kid.

Emo kid and I were the last people out thankfully. I didn't want to be swept up into the tornado of a bunch of pubescent teenagers and one 21 year old student judging by the full-sized lumberjack beard.

"Can I see your schedule?" He asked while placing his hand out turning it into a demand.

"Sure." I said under pressure. I could either be in the retarded kid math classes or the advanced, so I felt a wave of judgment coming on. I shouldn't feel as bad though, he's Emo and Emo kids are like raised weirdly.

"Oh, hey!" He jumped up shaking the paper. "We have all the same classes together!" Making me feel awkward he then handed me my paper back.

This means I'm in the dumb classes huh? "Haha yea," I said sarcastically in my head but attempted nicely out loud.

Making our way down the halls we ran into more of his Emo friends. "Hey wadup?" He greeted one of them weirdly giving him an odd handshake; leading with a pound, followed by a index finger wrap then they dropped their hands openly like in Musical.ly ending with both of  their hands on one another's chest.

"Oh hey, guys this is the new kid Delilah," he greeted me.

I stood there with his arm wrapped around my torso making me not move in uncomfortableness.

They all circled around me like I was fucking Tøp or something Emoish.
Next they all started talking and I was so overwhelmed I could barely understand what was going on, there was like ten of them surrounding me; so I stood there and pretended I was totally chill.

"We better get to class." One of them said brining me back to Earth in hope of getting out of the tension.

They all said goodbye as if I ever said anything back or to them at all. After, the Emo acquaintance and I started walking to class alone with the hallways looking like my bank account; fucking empty.

"What's your name anyways?" I bothered.

He smiled. "My name is Elliot." He then reached out his hand for an offering of a shake as if we just met.

I looked down at it and placed mine on top gripping on then intertwining our fingers.

"I like the name." I smiled while looking up into his eyes.