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"I'm nervous." Asher's voice wavers as he says this and I take both of his shoulders into my grip, turning him to face me.
"You'll be fine," I assure him. "Think of this like a-a chance to start over, nobody knows you, so you can pick whatever personality and they won't know its any different from normal." He nods his head slowly before twisting the knob and stepping into the mostly empty classroom. All I can hear before the door falls shut is, "Welcome, you must be Asher, right?"
I take a deep breath and peer at my schedule. The words and numbers seem to be scrambled and scrawled onto the page, as I desperately search for the first class.
"Johnson, English," I read aloud. I wander through the halls, passing by a few small kids who are probably avoiding a beating from outside. I eventually stop in front of an oak door with a poster, reading, "Keep Calm and Love English." I step through the doorway into a brisk environment, causing me to shiver almost immediately. "Cold, isn't it?" A voice calls out from the depths of the classroom. I take a few steps in the direction of the voice and find an older man, most likely between the ages of 30 and 40, twiddling a pencil while sitting on a small desk. I merely nod and stare blankly towards him, waiting for him to speak again. "I'm Mr. Johnson and I'm inferring that you're," he stops a moment to examine a sheet of paper, surprise clouding his eyes, before I interrupt him.
"Dan, my name is dan."
"Hm, alright. You will be sitting here, near the back of the class. This will give you a chance to observe our classroom environment before completely settling in." I nod weakly and sit in the farthest desk from the front of the room. He surveys me for a moment before sitting behind a large desk, beginning to log on to a computer. I follow his actions and pull out my small device, typing in the password, and proceeding to play a popular phone game. This is the moment when the bell rings and students start flowing in.
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whoops i haven't updated in a while sorry