TAWOG x Reader

The school (Male)

It's been a week since I've seen that blue cat, I hope I'll see him again at school. Speaking of which, it's my first day at school and I'm ready to be bored out of my mind. I hopped on the bus and sat in the back row, shyly. Most people didn't notice me except for some plant and a... living piece of paper? Hm.

Today was a bright day.
My (fur/scales/Other) shone brightly in the sun, I wouldn't be surprised if it blinded someone on accident.

Eventually the bus arrived. All the kids filed out of the bus, I was the last one to get out. The school looked pretty good, I'm just crossing my fingers that the teachers are just as good. I can't have a repeat of last years teacher, Mr. Lee. That guy was a pain in a butt.

I pushed open the doors, I didn't really know where my locker was. I decided to walk into a teachers office to find out where I was assigned. I pushed open a door with the words "Mr. Small" engraved on it. "Hello? D-Do you know which locker I was assigned t-to?" I wish I didn't stutter, I get nervous when talking to a teacher for some strange reason.

"Ah! (Y/N) was it? Welcome! And yes, I do believe I know where your locker is at..." He opened a folder and searched for my name, and eventually found it. Here we go..." he showed me which locked I was assigned to, "It's down the hall, it will be the first locker on your left. The other kids may have already gone to class so let me give you a hall pass." He said as he handed me a hall pass. "Thanks." I said, walking out the door and following his instructions. I opened my backpack once I arrived and began to put my things into it. Believe it or not I smuggled a pack of gum into the school and I hid it away in my locker.

I then walked into the class and took the only seat available, next to the paper person and one of those Bobert robots, isn't that like a house chores robot? What is it doing in a school?

"Now kids..." My monkey teacher said, "We have a new student," She said, "But it's not like I care..." She muttered, how rude. "(Y/N." She pointed at me, "Why dont you Tell the class about yourself?" She said, oh boy, I was being put on the spot. "W-Well, erm... I'm 12 years old, I-I-Emm... I like drawing things and—" The teacher cut me off, "Very Interesting (Y/N). Now let's talk about today's math lesson, dividing decimal numbers and finding the parameter of a tri angle." The teacher said.

After the long boring lesson we all filed out for our next class, this day seemed like it would go on forever! Luckily after History we had a little bit of outdoor time, I sat on a bench outside as I watched some others play on a basketball court the school had.
That's when a student walked up to me
I'd watch the paper girl from the bus walk towards me. It seemed like one of her eyes had been erased, yikes.
"H-Hi... Ehm... So there is a really mean bully and he erased one of my eyes and I heard you were an artist, could you help me?" She asked, before offering a pencil. "I'd be happy to." I said, before gingerly taking the pencil and redrawing her eye exactly like the other one. I handed her the pencil back, "Good as new!" I said proudly. The girl blinked, "G-Gee, Thanks! I'm Teri, by the way. And you are?" Teri asked, "(Y/N)" I responded, smiling.
RI-I-I-ING!
The school bell rang, me an Teri exchanged goodbyes before following the others.