The first class was English. The teacher was nice. And guess what? You know the guys I saw on the bus? They were there. Cool. We intruduced ourselves. That made me feel good. New friends? Yeah, I'm up for it.
We ended up sitting with each other at lunch. Oh, I haven't mentioned their names. They're PJ, Phil, Dan, and Chris. They're really nice, actually. Unlike the other people who obviously haven't looked a mirror yet. And I guess that they've been bullied too. That's kind of unbelievable, since they're so nice. We all hung out on our break and then went back to class.
"So, you've been to this school before, I'm guessing," I said, about to get a drink of water.
"Yep. Most of the kids here suck, but the teachers are really nice." Phil said, the rest of them nodding their heads in agreement.
"You're right. It's weird how someone could judge a person so quickly, you know?"
"Damn right," Dan said.
