Social Studies

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Any info I have is made up, or based on aspects of my life. I have made up/taken away family members for the purpose of the story.

Mrs Pearce, looked through the series of papers on her desk until she found a bunch with a sticky note on it. She had a look through the bunch before pulling out a sheet and handing it to me. I took the piece of paper and thanked her, before looking at it. It was my timetable. I looks at the Thursday column and saw that I had Music today, I love music, it has got to be my favourite subject. Then I had a look at what I had after music, and saw that I had PE! I love PE as well, as I can sneak looks at the other guys getting changed, that's if this school had a communal changing room. In order, I had Maths, Social Studies, Morning Tea, Music, PE, Lunch, and English. I also liked maths, but not really. It was already halfway through the first period, so Mrs Pearce said that we would just talk and she would show me around the school before taking me to my Social Studies Classroom. So I picked up my heavy bag and followed her around the school, where she pointed out the toilets, and where some of my classes would be. By now, it was time to head to my next class. I followed her as she took me up the stairs to my first class at the new school. When we walked through the door, about thirty pairs of eyes looked at me, and j saw ally of the girls start whispering to each other, and smile at me. Great, I was in a class of whores.
'Students, LISTEN UP!' Mrs Pearce almost screamed, and immediately every single mouth shut. 'Students, this is Leondre Devries, and he will be joining your core class. Please make him feel welcome, and I will let Mr. Ellis choose a buddy for him.'

As she was saying this, I was looking around to see someone that looked nice, my gaze settled on a group of girls, they weren't like the others, making Google eyes at my hideous body, instead they were just chatting amongst themselves, but behind them was a group of nice looking guys. They seemed to me like the best option, and there was a fee seat next to them.

I looked toward Mrs Pearce, and she just smiles, 'you may sit wherever you like, and I'm sure that Mr Ellis will help make you feel comfortable.'

I walked over to the group of guys and sat down next to them, trying not to look anywhere but their faces, and trying to smile a casual smile. They sniggered a bit as I sat down, and I recognised one of them as one of the guys that laughed at me earlier, clearly I had chosen the wrong group.

'Alright class, that's enough! We shall resume my lesson. Mr Devries, I presume you are familiar with slave trading?' I silently nodded and he smiled a great big smile. 'Great, I do not expect you to know everything we are taking about, but would prefer you to try and keep up, as it was your decision to move halfway through a school year!'
Well technically it wasn't my fault, it was my mums choice for me to move here, not that I argued with here.

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