Before I opened the classroom door, I asked Jayy, "Are you ready?" Jayy stared off into space, and didn't even hear what I said. "Jayy?" I asked. He then looked my way and said, "Huh? Did you say something?" "Yes, are you nervous? We're about to go in the classroom." I said. "...I'm not nervous..." he laughed. He was totally laughing to hide his nervousness. I grabbed his hand and opened the class room door. I lightly pushed him in the door. "You're late Mr. Vanity. And who might this be?" Mr. Washington asked.
Jayy P.O.V.
Everyone was staring at me weirdly. This one guy was full on glued to my appearance. He wouldn't stop staring at me. I glanced over at him, and then looked back at the teacher. "This is Jayy." Dahvie said. I started to shake, because of how scared I was to be in front of the classroom like this. "Nice to meet you Jayy. What might your last name be?" the teacher asked, while shaking my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir. And it's Monroe." I said. "Well Mr. Monroe I'm Mr. Washington, and I'm your history teacher. Let's see if we can find you a seat." Mr. Washington looked around the room in search for a seat for me. "Here is your seat Mr. Monroe." he pointed to a seat that was in front of the guy that was staring at me. I sat down, as did Dahvie. He sat right next to me. What a relief.
