I step onto the steps of the school. Keith was still nowhere to be found. Byron and everyone one else I had met had left to the building too. Even so, there is still lots of people outside.
I take more deep breaths and go into the building. The force of the impact was enough to make anyone faint.
There is so much people inside the fucking building! I was thrown around a lot, stepped on, and pushed out of the way.
After what had to be twenty minutes, I find my locker in the west side of the school. It is Locker 223. I check my locker information and put the combination 23-65-01 in the lock thingie. It clicks open.
I scan my very small locker. It is dirty and has gum and stuff on the sides. EW.
I take out all my school supplies and put them on the ground. Other people are doing the same thing. Luckily I'm not the only one doing THAT. Ugh.
I shove my empty bag into my locker and look at my schedule. Hmm, it says science first, then social studies, then family and consumer science, then gym, then English, then lunch, then math. Where was the chorus? And the forgiven language? I see them on the schedule, but they don't fit in anywhere. I'll have to ask someone when I actually know somebody worth knowing.
I take all my stuff to science, since that's home room. And we're supposed to put all your stuff there.
The second bell rings. Shit. It takes about five minutes to find Mrs. Medley's room, and when I go in, there's already lots of people there.
I look around for a empty seat. I find one, but it's next to lots and lots of people. I sit in it anyway.
After putting some things in my desk, I survey my table mates.
There are five of them. One is a bored looking brunette; she's pretty and s chewing gum. Another is a boy with flaming red hair. He has lots of freckles and wears glasses. In my opinion, he looks sort of like a mouse.
Another is a girl with long auburn hair that is tied back into a ponytail. She wears glasses and has a big birthmark on her arm. The second to last one is a boy with brown hair and is sort of handsome, but not really. The last is another girl with bright blonde hair and really really really pale skin.
I'm in an aisle seat. On my left is the auburn hair girl, in front of me is the gum chewing girl, next to the auburn hair one is the sort of handsome boy, in front of him is the mousy dude, and next to him and the gum chewer is the pale girl.
I sigh inwardly. None if these students look like they're interested in me. They glanced at me as I sat down, but nobody said anything. Darn.
I check out the other students in the classroom. Nobody that interesting, but then I see Brianna. Oh, shit. She doesn't see me, luckily. She's talking to another pretty redhead.
The teacher, Mrs. Medley, comes to the front of the room, looking important.
"Welcome back to Centralfare High!" She smiles widely. I think I like her.
The class smiles back at her. There is a chorus of "Hi, Mrs. Medley!"
"We all know this school and everything, so I'll just take attendance," she announces. Hey, she forgot about me! I don't know the school! My table mates glance at me like they're thinking the same thing.
While she's taking attendance, I learn that my table mates are:
Auburn haired girl: Gretchen Arders
Pale girl: Rebecca Ordina
Handsome dude: Jake Matthews
Gum girl: Sarah Quagmire
Mouse guy: Thomas Reth
I catch the eye of this petite little dirty blonde haired girl apparently named Alice with bright, pretty blue eyes and big lips. She's staring at me intently. There's something about her stare that makes me uncomfortable. I tear my eyes away from hers.
My name is T, but she says my name last, probably because I'm new. Ugh.
"Let's see, last but no least, Evelyn Thorn!" Mrs. Medley says.
"Here," I said quietly.
Brianna twirls her head so fast it's just a blur if blonde hair. Her eyes shoot daggers at me. I wince.
"My, Evelyn, you must be new!" Mrs. Medley says. "Come to the front, please."
I gulp and step up to the front of the room.
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It was very fun to write! I don't know why! And also, the chappie thirteen thing was random. Sorry if it irritates you. K, I'm writers blocking again. 😫😞😞😒😞😞😩😫. Blah to writers block! Well, if anyone wants to have their book advertised, come and comment please. VOTE AND FAN IF YOU ARE NOT ALREADY ONE TOO.

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