When It's Just Us ~TofuuDiger1~

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~Poke~

The whole time I sat in my class, I couldn't shake my thoughts of Joe. "God...Frick man.." I mumbled to my self. "What was that, Zach?" The teacher asked, holding her hip and pointing her ruler at me. "Nothing, Ma'am." "Would you like to answer the question? Since you want to talk anyway?" I felt my face blush red. "N-Not really.." The class erupted into a fit of laughter as I felt the heat on my face intensify. "Well then. Stay a bit after class, would you?" "Yes ma'am.." I mumbled. I rested my head on the desk. "Good job, idiot.." I said to my self. 

~Tofuu~

 It couldn't have been anymore awkward then talking to that kid. Zach. Dear lord. I pushed him from my mind and carried on walking. Did I really acept his offer? Yeah, no one else asked. And no one else has talked to me. And I don't have friends. So I guess thats why. I sighed, and looked at the small sign on the wall. It read; '120-132'. Good. My room was 127. I walked down the hall. As I did, some really tall guys leg stretched out and yeah. I tripped over it. I fel and wasn't able to react fast enough. I fell on my face, and my books and papers fluttered out accross the floor. I struggled up to my knees, and felt someone's hand on my shoulder. "Oh. Did I trip you?" I looked up and saw the tall guy's face. His smirk was evil and he had a hint of crazy in his eyes. Frick. "Yeah. A bit." I wiggled away from his touch and got up. Quickly scooping up my papers into a large pile in my arms. "Want some help?" Another smaller guy asked. 'Finally. A nice person.' 

Nope.

I nodded and he forcfully grabbed my pappers. taking a few, and ripping them down the middle. I gasped slightly, and my eyes doubled in size. I didn't want to give these gerks the reaction they wanted. So I played it cool. "Oops. Sorry." He smirked at me. I smiled. "No problem. It's your air wasted." A slight  "owhh" rushed over the small crowd that lingered. The guys face turned red and he pushed me down. "Shut up.." He growled at me. I smirked slightly, then let it dissapear. They walked away and I got up. Brushing dirt off me. I sighed, and whispered under my breath "This school sucks.."

Once in my class, I walked over to the teacher sitting at his desk. "Hello? Mr. Partel?" He swivled in his chair and stopped typing. "Yes? Ah! You must be the new kid." He stood and stuck out his hand. I smiled sheepishly and took it. Shaking it much more fermly then that kid Zach did. "Welcome to my class! fare warning, this hour is very wild. I try my best to tame it. But well..it doesn't always work. So if you ever need any extra time on things. Tell me." He smiled kind hearted at me. I hope he didn't mean... The kids who had just been outside, attacking me, walking in and sat down. 'Frick' I said in my head. "You can take the seat right there at the front, or the one in the back." He sat back down and went to type again. I assume e-mails to these kids parnets. I stood for a moment, and thought which one would be safest for me. 

Not the front. That's for sure. I went to the back and sat down. Pulling my bag under the seat so no one could grab it. I rest my head on my arm. 'Wow. The only nice person I have met, just happens to be the lamest kid in school. Frick. Great way to start my life here, in his freak show of a school. Hang out with the lame kids.' I sighed, just as the tall and slightly-shorter kid turned in there seats to stare at me.