𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐮𝐧 𖤐 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫

04: like glue

My teacher let me out of class saying that I had to go to room 707. She also said that it had something to do with Marcella which made me gulp. See, I can't relate to how Marcella feels about this huge move overseas. When I moved here, I at least knew how to tell someone I don't understand what they are saying. If Marcella knew she was coming to America then why didn't she teach herself basic English? 

I walked into the room labeled 707 at the front and I saw Marcella sitting in a chair looking down while two teachers try to talk to her. They are wasting their time. "Sir? Ms? Please leave her alone." I say, going over to them to stop their conversation so Marcella can stop worrying. 

I stood in front of Marcella and got down on my knees to look at her in her eyes. She had the  face she had earlier when I first met her. It made me sad, too. "Marcella? What's wrong?" I ask her. 

Marcella sniffles and wipes off a running tear, "It's too hard. I can't remember the words. I don't understand anyone here..." She says sounding sad and scared. Poor Marcella, she's having it rough being the new kid. "Please don't leave me here. I want to stay with you while I am at school, I can't do anything on my own." She says practically begging, looking at me with her big brown eyes.

 I nod my head and look at the two teachers, "Marcella wants to stay with me." I translate to them. "She can't do anything alone that involves having to talk to someone."

"Fine. Marcella has to stay with you as long as you step foot in this building. Both of you must stick together, like glue." The male teacher says as I turn to Marcella to translate. 

Once Marcella got the message we both stood up and she walked with me to my last class.

"What really happened in your English class? Why did you need me all of a sudden?" I ask in our walking process. 

Marcella took a deep breath before explaining, "I have anxiety. It's not serious but I get stressed out easily. The teacher gave me fifty flashcards to repeat and memorize. Then she asked me to tell her the animals in English, you were there for that part. There was a card I didn't know but I don't know how to tell her 'I don't know'." She sighs. "So I ran looking for you. I have never ran looking for a stranger before but I was desperate. And scared." She says, holding her hands and fumbling with them as a sign of possible embarrassment. 

"It's okay. Not being able to understand what people are saying is tough. But we have to stick together now, I won't leave your side as long as I am at school with you." I say smiling, which seems to have made Marcella smile too. "Thanks, Sebin. Is it okay if I use your Korean name?" She asks me. 

I nod my head not minding since my Korean name is easier for her to say, "Sure. You can call me Sebin." 

The rest of the school day Marcella and I stayed together as if we were handcuffed. I didn't have a problem with staying with Marcella she isn't annoying or anything either. I think I'll introduce Marcella to my friends tomorrow so she doesn't feel too alone. Right now I am at the front of the school with Marcella while I wait for her parents to come get her. "I like your outfit. You look good in blue." I have been meaning to compliment her. 

Marcella smiles at me while fixing her skirt, "Thanks. Blue is my favorite color." She says, looking at my outfit that is not color coordinated therefore I do not get a compliment. "Tomorrow is show and tell. So you can bring a valuable object to class tomorrow. Although you're probably not required to since you're new, you can if you want." I offer her, since I believe she should get used to the school. Marcella nods her head meaning she understands me.

I waved goodbye to Marcella once her Mom's car pulled up and said I would see her tomorrow. I was right on time for my bus has not left, on the way back to my house I reflected on my day thinking. "I had a pretty cool Monday." I never ever thought I would say that.