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                                                                                   Ty's P.O.V.

  I slowly woke up from what seemed like the shortest night of my life by the stupid noise of my alarm clock. Today, was what most people considered the worst day of anyone's life.... the first day of school.... during freshman year at a high school. Probably what sucked the most though, was how I knew literally NO people going to this school, which by the way was known as The Barley Institute for Graduates. Once I finally got out of bed, I practically fell face first onto the floor. I had no reason for doing so, but I just really didn't want to go today. Struggling, I crawled to the shower and got in. Luckily I got up relatively early, so I could take a decently long shower.... but still. Once I fully cleaned myself, I got out and dried myself.... putting on a random Star Wars shirt and some shorts once they were out of the dryer. I looked in the mirror one last time, I mean,,,,, I was pretty hot.... I was around 5 foot 7 and I had long jet black hair which was basically down to my shoulders. I looked at myself for a while, and then I kind of realized..... what the hell do I have to worry about! I'm probably the coolest person in that place! I'm going to be on the foot ball team.... which means that I'll be set for life! I'll be fine! With that, I took my things and walked to school, which was pretty far away. But it was good for my form ;)

  After walking a mile or two, I made it to school, which was good because there were only 15 minutes before I would have been late. I walked into the front office, where there was a decently long line, but it was manageable. Once I got to the front of the line and got my schedule, some random kid came up to me.

  "Hey! We both have Geometry first period!" he smiled widely at me, until I pushed him away.

  "Fucking loser..." I mumbled to myself, and although I could totally tell he was heart broken, I didn't really care.

  Walking into Geometry, I took the seat closest to the door. I noticed that the Geometry teacher looked pretty old, like.... 80+ Old..... he looked like a bat... but he seemed nice. Several other students walked in, most of them seemed depressed... and then the final student that came from the door.... the loser...... and lucky for him, the last seat was next to me. Once he finally noticed that, he practically whimpered out loud. I could tell he was scared, which was hilarious. He reluctantly sat down, trying not to look me in the eyes. Class finally started and the teacher introduced himself as Mr.Imartsap, he also is probably going to be my least favorite.... due tO HOW HE GAVE US A VERBAL POP QUIZ!!!!

  "Ty! What is an Isosceles Triangle!" he stated, and I had no fucking clue... so I just said,

  "Idk."

  He scowled at me and chose some other student, he was almost as tall as me, with a decently bulky build, slightly lighter hair and with braces. He also was wearing glasses, so damn... I could tell he was smart...

  " Alex! Can you actually answer this question? Unlike some others..." He glared at me with that.

  "Sure Mr.Imartsap, An isosceles triangle is a triangle with at least two equal sides." He answered with a smirk, looking me also in the eyes. He is dead.

  "Very good! I see someone has been studying over summer..." Mr.Imartsap chuckled as he moved back up to the chalk board, "Okay class! This year is going to be an excellent year!" was all I heard before I basically tuned out every word he was yammering off about. All I could think about was that Alex kid, I looked back to him to see people passing notes.... what the hell are we in.... 1st grade??? He opened it and snickered, looking again at me. I'm killing him.

  After each period, we get a good 10 minutes of time in between classes.... which seems like a lot... but our lunch is actually really short so it makes up for it. As soon as I saw Alex I immediately pushed him in to the wall.

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