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New People

This morning I barely had a breakfast. On my way out of the door I grabbed a banana. Great, now I have to wait for lunch. As I walk down the hall way I see people staring at me. I try to ignore them and keep walking. They all look the same. I'm the different one. It scares me. My first class is history. The bell rings, great. Having such a good day.

As I walk into class late, everybody's eyes are on me. They make my skin crawl, I hate it. The teacher looks up from his desk and sees me.
"Oh, class this is Eliza. She's our new student that came here from. . . where again? Sorry, I forgot.", he says to the class and asks me.
"Onawa, Iowa. It's not a very large town. I really liked it there.", I said while heading to my seat. I sat down and looked around, these classrooms were different than the ones back home. There are lenuminum floors and plain white walls. It's so . . . bland. Mr. Shinkleberg, the teacher, started to hand out the assignment. I put in my head phones, started my music, and started to work.

I felt a knock on my desk and looked up. An unfamiliar guy was standing at my desk. I took out one side of my headphones and he started to talk.
"Hey, since you are new I wanted to show you around and help you find your classes".
"You don't really need to. I'm just the new kid. No need for much attention.", I told him. He still talked to me. Holy shit. Fuuuuck offfff.
"Well, I'm going to. I'm Skyler just so you know."
Wow, so demanding. I rolled my eyes and I packed my stuff together. My next class was math. How much I dreaded this part of the day. My math class, gross.
"Where's your next class to?", Skyler asked me. I didn't say anything. I just merely pointed to my schedule towards the part that said math. "Okay, that's-", he looked around like he didn't know, "that's this way. Come on, I'll show you.", he said as he started walking.