Ch-4 School

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School was different I guess thankfully my dad had put me in American syllabus so I don't have to suffer much we have uniforms but I didn't mind , people  just come I was late then I saw a flicker of movement  some random teen had  dropped a  Teacher's book down , being a good guy I went and helped her she said" Ethan  you are the new boy I am sure this school is what you expected now go  make new friends and get good grades ' and have fun now I really wish I hadn't done that now sure 2 days were  horrible I didn't know how I am going to live up to my expectations.
There was no sign of her'
The week didn't turn out that bad as I expected, I made a few observations .
Indians-fast friends(wat to talk about)
Africans-rappers
Americans-recognise each other so fast
Chinese and rest-random.

I didn't know where to sit in Canteen. there was after school classes like drama, football ,music ,arts,  sports, news paper etc. remember the last time I played football was 4th grade then I don't know things turned out different now here .I must have forgotten half of her face . I love photography though I hate art in the meantime I would take pics of things that were uncool, different etc my friends didn't have problem (unlike the ones in Swindon  way back then) then jack threw a ball at me at impressive height and I  caught it and he said astonished " hey dude you are good you should join "I said "I don't know, the last time I played I was in 6th grade"  "come on I give u tips"he urged
Then later I showed him the pics I took and he liked it .

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