|Day one: Part 2|

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Jordan rushed towards the school, passing by some other students on their way inside. She kicked the door open and set Reese down. "Thanks! But- you really didn't have to carry me" Reese said, aiming her bright green eyes at Jordan's feet, which wore black converse covered with drawings of stars with a white pen.

"It was no problem, you're really pretty light for me" Jordan said and patted Reese's shoulder. "Alright. So, someone needs to show me around the school- right?" Reese asked. Jordan nodded. "They should be around here somewhere" Jordan said and started to look around the empty hall.  

"Hello!" An energetic but gentle voice called out. "Are you the new kid?" Reese turned to the voice, seeing a tall male with blonde hair, so blonde it almost looked white. "Yeah, I'm Reese. Who are you?" Reese put her hand out for the energetic blonde to shake it. "I'm Samuel, nice to meet you!" Samuel took the freckled girls hand and shook it. "I'm supposed to show you around, come with me!" Samuel waved for Reese to follow him, then started to fast walk down the hallway.

Reese grabbed Jordan's hand and dragged her after Samuel. "Alright- so the first place we'll go is the cafeteria, you should know we'll eat lunch here" Samuel said as he made it to two large, black, push to open door. Reese nodded and pushed the doors open, then saw all of the table in random spots of the large area.

"Alright! Now that you've seen the cafeteria, time to show you the classes, as well as the club rooms!" Samuel said and started to head down the hallway again. Reese and Jordan walked after the blonde.

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"And here's the office! I brought you here last so you can pick up your papers and schedule" Samuel said. "Now that my job is done, I have to head to math. See ya!" Samuel waved, then dashed down the hallway. Reese and Jordan looked at each other, then shrugged and walked into the office.

At the front desk was a male that looked around the age of 30. "Hello Mr. Winchester, Reese is a new student and she needs her papers" Jordan said to the male. Mr. Winchester had dark brown hair with some lighter streaks of brown in it. His chin had some scruffy peach fuzz, so it was easy to tell he shaved often, but possibly forgot to or his hair grew fast. His eyes were a dark blue fading into a lighter. Reese noted this in her mind, why? She didn't know, just so she knew how to describe someone if she needed to?

"Alright" Mr. Winchester said in a gentle, but deep tone. His voice was soothing to her, she could almost fall asleep listening to his voice if he just read a book aloud. He reached down into a cabinet and flipped through some pages. "Last name?" He popped his head up from below the desk. "Anderson" Reese replied, shuffling her feet against each other.

Mr. Winchester sat back up again with a file, on the top it read 'Reese Anderson'  "Here you go" He reached over the desk and handed the freckled teen her file. "Thank you, Mr. Winchester" Reese said with a polite smile and a little courtesy.

"No problem, now hurry up. Classes should be starting soon" He said and shooed them out of the office. "That was easy. Now let's see, what class do you have first?" Jordan asked. Reese looked in her schedule and saw her first class. "I have History first" Reese replied. "Dangit! I have Science.." Jordan huffed. Then she noticed something. "But hey, look! We have Technology and both of our free times together!" Jordan said and pointed at the paper, revealing her painted nails. They were styled in many different patterns and colors. The strange thing was the fact that they were mostly in the order of the Lesbian flag.

"Yay!" Reese jumped with excitement. "So wait- does this mean we're friends?"
"Duh- of course!" Jordan chuckled at Reese's question.

Reese smiled, then began to walk. "I'll see you in Technology!" She told Jordan, then rushed off to her next class.

Jordan smiled, then fixed her glasses and started walking off to Science while her new friend rushed the other way to History.

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Hey guys! Quinn here, just wanted to say to whoever reads this- Thank you! I'm happy you'll be reading this. I know I may not be much of a good writer, but I know I'm getting better! I hope you enjoy the rest of this book, thank you and feel free to give constructive criticism or requests!

-Quinn of Queer

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