It's a Struggle Being Infatuated With Someone You Have an Urge To Murder.

New Friends.

"You're name is Matthew right?" The lady at the desk asked me.

"Yep." I said timidly smiling.

"Here is your time table, you have your lessons, their location of class and who's teaching you that specific lesson. Good luck." She said as she handed me the timetable and a pamphlet.

Taking them nervously I unsteadily walked out of the office feeling as if I was going to vomit any second. I'm never good with pressure so changing schools is a huge thing for me. Left alone in the school Fourier I look at my timetable and start walking, apparently my first lesson is English and right next to it is written M10, which I'm guessing it means that my class is on the middle floor. 

It took me a while but I finally found the classroom. I shakily knocked on the door and waited for the teacher to signal for me to enter, once she did I took a deep breath and went in. The teacher looked somewhat friendly but I don't really know about the students.

"You must be the new student." The teacher beamed.

"Yeah, my name is Matthew but everyone I know calls me Matty." I chuckled nervously.

"Well Matty I'm Ms. Helen,  you may take a seat." So that's what I did, since nobody was sitting at the front I decided to sit there not really wanting to sit at the very back, I'm not the tallest person after all.

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It's now lunch and surprise surprise I'm sitting alone. Honestly I'm glad I made my own lunch, literally all this school sells is junk food and I'm not about that life believe it or not.

As I was going to take a bite out of my rice dish, two kids my age pull a chair over to my table and sit right in front of me.

"Hi I'm Jane, and this is Daniel my bizarre friend." She chuckled as she reached out her hand across the table to shake mine. Shaking her hand I replied somewhat hastily, "I'm Matthew but you can call me Matty."

"We know." Daniel said in an amusing tone. Seeing that I was quite puzzled about what he had replied with Jane decided to add with a light laugh, "We're in your English class, but Danny here is too much of an idiot to mention that." 

"Danny?" Was all I said pretty confused with the whole situation itself.

"That's what Jane calls me, I also go by the nickname Dan." He said smiling my way.

Daniel having a contagious smile also made me smile, and you know he's kind of adorable too if I do say so myself.

His chubby cheeks but defined face really complimented his brown/green eyes and dark brown wavy hair, and don't get me started on his septum ring.

Jane on the other hand looks like she's a very simple person, she has ginger hair, blue eyes and freckles scattered all over her face. Not to mention a good fashion sense, she was  wearing a jean skirt matched with a warm orange tone long sleeved top.

Snapping back to reality I start to converse with them. We talked about what any group of sixteen year olds would talk about; bands, celebrities and other pointless nonsense.

Once it was time to go home is when my mood had suddenly dropped. Not looking forward to leaving my new friends, I had no other choice.

When I arrived I was greeted by silence, the usual. My mother was probably out doing whatever she does and my dad is probably laying in bed, contemplating his whole life as per usual.

Seeing that somebody ate the food I had prepared for myself the day before, I sigh in frustration and decide to just make a bowl of cereal and go up to my room.

As I dump myself onto my bed I immediately set my cereal aside and seized my laptop. I quickly look up Jane and Dan on Instagram and follow them. Their account was private so I was hoping they'd accept my follow and follow me back, secretly wishing they'd take look at my profile as I'm really fond of photography and upload my pictures there for many of my followers to see.

It's been awhile since I made some friends, the last friendship I had didn't really end well, I guess you could say it was quite. . . messy.