Hey, are you still there? (SeaPeeSound)

New start, new awkwardness

Oli's POV
I grab my bag and run out of my house, remembering to lock the door behind me this time. I live alone, my parents basically kicked me out after what I told them I aspired to be. And I thought they would be supportive of me... I sigh and press on through the crowds of people waiting at bus stops. I hope its not this crowded at the school. That would cause some major panic attacks. The school wasnt that far away from where I lived so if I ran I could get there in 5 minutes at the least. "What if no one likes you?" I think "What if everyone hates you or thinks your weird..." I sigh "Best not to think like that, right?" I carry on running, dodging people and squeezing through tight gaps. Soon enough I'm at school. I slowly walk through the gates and into the school. I reach into my pocket and pull out a little slip of paper. I stop against a wall and look at the paper. Its my school schedule. Ok, first period is... 'Fitness'! Great... Physical activity... I head over to the sports hall. This school was unisex so there were many different looks I got from people. Some girls looked at me as if they were gonna kill me or as if they liked me. Some guys gave me weird looks and others laughed to each other about me. Thats it, stare down the scrawny boy. I gulp and rush over to the locker room. I pull out some black shorts, a white t-shirt and a hoodie with black arms, black hood and a white torso. I'm the first person in the locker room and I would like to keep it that way as long as I'm changing. I hurriedly pull of my t-shirt, jumper and jeans and get changed. I stuff all of my clothes into my bag. I then stuff my bag into the corner of the room where no one can see it. I don't have a locker yet so I don't want to use one thats not mine. Putting my converses back on I head into the gym area. Theres a few girls in there, they're sitting in a circle most likely gossiping about boys. I sigh and sit down in the corner furthest away from everyone in the room at the time. Im very awkward around people. Social anxiety I believe they call it, so I try my hardest to avoid conversations with people. I put my hood up covering my brown hair. There are still parts going across my face though, which is kinda annoying because they are never where I would like them to be. There's a sudden ruckus that fills my ears as people start flooding into the gym. I sigh and sit uo straight. "Ok, rule number 1 don't make eye contact with anyone." I go over in my head "Rule number 2, don't answed any questions. Rule number 3 only speak for the register or if the teacher specifically asks you a question. Rule 4, AHHH!!! Rule 5, try and avoid Rule 4 at all costs." God this is a stupid system but somehow it works so I'm not complaining. There are all different types of people, all in one room. Ok, now the panic is starting to set in. Man, are teenagers scary. Well, I suppose I want do anything but wait quietly for lesson to end. Or even start at this point. Where the heck is the teacher? I look around but he or she is no where to be seen. I suddenly get very nervous. I can see some people looking at me, or in my direction, and whispering to each other. I feel my entire body tense and I curl up a bit. I bend my knees and hug my legs, resting my head on them. Hurry up teacher, please. "Good morning class!" I hear a soft voice call out from the corridor. Praise the lord, right on cue. "I'm ever so sorry for being late! I over slept a bit this morning." It was a woman. She had nice blonde hair which she had rested over her left shoulder. She stood infront of the big crowd of us. "Today class, we will be going in partners and working on some exercises together." No. Not that blasted word. 'Partners'. I shudder at the thought of being partnered up with someone. I don't know these people and they all seem to know each other! I sigh and look at the ceiling and then back to the teacher. "We will be working together and doing partnered exercises. So choose your partners!" I sat there awkwardly not knowing what to do but the answer was soon chosen for me. Every body else had a partner. They were all just standing together and staring at me as if I was crazy or something... Great, well thats a new adjective to add to the list. "Is there anyone who doesn't have a partner?" I slowly edge my hand upwards. She looks over at me and seems how broken I am. She gives me a reassuring smile and pulls her laptop open. "Ok then class. Attendance! Mark," "Here!" A boy calls out from my right. "Elissa," "Here!" An extremely tall girl says. "Jennifer," "Here." A girl calls obviously bored out of her mind. "Callum," "Here!" A boy calls out. This boy catches my eye. He seems different. He has a massive grin on his face and he's waving at the teacher. She smiles and carries on the register. Callum has dark brown hair and bluey greeny eyes. Im not good with explaining people ok! All I know is that he didn't seem like the rest. He wore fawn colour clothing. He must really like the colour orange. Or just Autumn in general. I turn my head away from him and scold myself in my head "Rule 1, don't make eye contact! Rule 4, AAHHHH! Rule 5, avoid Rule 4 at all costs." Well, Im doing a hell of a lot if Rule 4 and not so much Rule 5... "Oliver. Or can I call you Oli?" Im taken aback a bit. "O-Oli please..." I shyly say before instantly shutting up. She just smiles and continues her journey through the many names. "Ok, for those of you who don't know my name is Ms Mater, but you can just call me Miss. So, everyone head off into a space with your partner. Go, go." She says kindly. At the end she does a shooing motion. Every laughs slightly and walks away with their partner. Everyone but me of course. Because Im always the strange one left out. "Everyone just practice some stretches and exercises. I'll know if you don't!" Everyone eventually begins to start stretching, except from me. "So Oli, where are ya from?" Miss Mater says walking up to me. "O-Oh, Im from England..." I mutter out. She giggles slightly "I heard its great there. So, what are you doing over here in America then?" Well, I've been told to never lie to teachers... "Well, uhm... Me and my parents moved here a few months ago but they... Kinda kicked me out. I-I know it sounds bad but its because they didn't support my dreams and who I am..." Her face drops instantly. Well, this is a first "Oh, Im so sorry to hear that. Uhm, well, how long have you been attending this school?" "What's the time?" I ask. "It is 9:12, why?" She says looking down at her watch. "I've been here for 12 minutes." I say looking at the floor. She laughs a bit. "Well, happy first day. As you're new, you can just watch the others practice routines and things. I'm sure you can understand sooner or later." She says walking away. Well, I guess that's one problem dealt with. I sit back down onto the floor and pull out my earphones. I put them in and hit shuffle on my playlist. Whatever song comes on first is the song Im gonna be listening to for the rest of this class. The shuffling finally stops and it lands on a song that, surprisingly is great for how I feel. Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. Edgy band, I know but Im an edgy boi. God, I hate myself for saying that.