First day of my senior year at a new school and I already don't know where to go. Okay, first guess must be office... I thought.
Office... well, the big glass window showing it in the hallway wasn't a big giveaway. I marched in there and notice how it wasn't as busy as I'd thought.
"Um... hello?" I asked.
"Oh hello dear, what's your name?" The secretary asked.
It is Canada, they seem nice.
"I'm...Walter Rogers-Pines, it's my first day..?" I choked out.
I never really liked my name. So when I did try, I ended up saying Wirt and it just stuck. Guess it suited me though cause my dad kept calling me that since I was a toddler. Soon I was all set up and was introduced to my new English teacher (Teacher).
"We don't have much students come this late in the year. But I can get you caught up. We're just in the middle of watching Avatar and will be answering the questions on the sheet after," she explained. I nodded for understanding. "Good, you can take a seat here if you'd like."
I gave my thanks and dropped what little things I had. Just my backpack, binder and jacket. The class room was set up so that three desks touched in a row and were on two sides of the room. I watched as all the kids came in. I was amazed at the amount of seniors there were here. There was only about 14 of us. On the bright side, more questions answered.
"Man, I feel bad for you." A kid turned to face me. He sat in front. He was short with light brown hair and blue eyes, looked like a kid.
"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.
"Oh, (name) sits beside you," his friend said. He had dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin full of acne and a bit of facial hair.
"Yeah," the first kid said. "She's scary. Also a nerd and dresses up in cosplay a lot."
"She's a delinquent who can punch the shit out of you!" The second said. As the last bell rang, a girl with (fav colour) hair with (natural) roots showing rushed in. She panted a bit as she walked to her seat, dumping her things on the desk beside me. From what I saw there was a binder, sketchbook with... fabric coming out, and a (fav anime weapon-mine's Crescent Rose).
"Sup, who's the new kid?" She asked.
"O-oh, I'm Wirt..." I stuttered out. Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me... I kept chanting in my head. I shut my eyes, waiting for the impact; which never came. I heard a sarcastic sigh.
"You listened to Andrew and Jackson, didn't you?" She said, heartedly.
I nodded. "Guys! Stop saying scaring the new kids." I heard her scowl at the two. Andrew and Jackson apologized and laughed a bit with the girl.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I can show you around," she smiled. "I'm (name) by the way."
My cheeks grew warm and I felt something in my chest. Woe is me, for once dashed and thrown into the cold, now picked up in warmth by another... Oh no, I just met her and I already like (name)!
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WirtxReader: Second Chapter
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