You walk through the halls with a nervous jitter. It was your first day of high school and you were beyond nervous. Before this you were tought by your father or Donnie, so this will be a completely different learning environment.
You walk into your art class with a small smile. You were smiling for two reasons. One, it was your last class of the day, and two, you were actually looking forward to this class. "Ah, miss Hamato, welcome" the art teacher smiled. You smiled back at her, instantly likening her. "Everyone, this is (Y/N) Hamato. I want you to make her feel very welcome. Why don't you sit next to Max?" the teacher offered and pointed to a pretty blond girl. You nodded and sat next to the girl. "Hey there, I'm Max" a voice from your right spoke up. The southern twang made you smile. "I'm (Y/N)". "So, home schooled before hand?" Max guessed. You nodded.
Max:
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