After I get my stuff out of my locker, I go and find my first class, which is Math. I walk in, and start searching for a seat.
There is 5 or so empty seats, but before I could choose a seat, someone beckons me over.
"Hey Y/N! Come sit with me!" Freddy hollers. I blush and walk over to the empty desk next to him. He helps me out my books down, and then I sit down next to him.
*RING* Goes the bell, signaling that class is starting.
"Alright class, before we continue on our adventures in math, we have a new student" says a rather tall man, who I can only assume is my math teacher.
He is wearing a green shirt and he is slightly balding.
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"Alright class, this is Y/N. C'mon Y/N, come stand up here!"
I reluctantly stand up and go stand by the chalkboard that he wrote my name on.
"Oh, you can call me Mr. B." He says.
--short timeskip--
Me and Freddy start working on our math work. Hmm, what's 737474 x 3558859383 again? While I try to focus, all of a sudden, there is a sudden appearance of a small, crumpled up piece of paper on the desk. I can only assume it came from behind me, but I'm not going to look now. I open up the note and it says:
---- Eyo, Y/N You look fiiine. I love you more than I love America. xoxoxo ---
