Strong•Twaimz

New School New Start|1*

the little star (*) means edited!(:
Issa POV

I decided to move to a new school and a new city.
The bullying at my old school was too much. I lost so much weight now, even grew my hair out! If you'd look at me a few years ago, you wouldn't even recognize me.
My name is Issa. I'm 15(A/N pretend) and I have brown eyes and dark brown hair. I love llamas and pizza. Now you know. 💫
As I brushed my dark brown hair, I wondered how people were going to be at school. Will they be nice? I hope..

I walked into the school building and breathed in. It smelt, new.
I looked around and saw a few students running to their classes.
I walked up to the front of the office.
"Hello, I'm Issa." I said to the old lady.
"Oh! Issa! Here are your papers and this is your locker number and your lock combination" she hands me some papers and a lock.
"Do you want someone to show you around?" She asks me.
I nod.
A few minutes later, a girl with brown hair and blue eyes walks in. She was attractive but not my type.
"Hi I'm Marley!" She says happily.
I wave and smile.
"Marley, this is Issa. You can show him around the school." the woman says. The girl nods and grabs her dark green bag.
"Come on!" She says.
I grab my light purple bag that had llamas on it.
I follow her.
"Give me your papers" she says.
I hand her my papers.
She reads and nods.
"We're gonna go put your stuff in your locker" she tells me. I nod and we walk for a bit in silence.
"You don't talk much don't you?" She asks.
I shake my head.
"Well, I like your bag" she says.
"You like llamas?" I ask her.
"No. I'm more of a dog person.." she tells me.
I nod.
"How old are you? You look really young" she tells me.
"I'm 15" I tell her.
She nods.
We continue walking and we stop. We get to my locker, number 1109.
"Heres your locker." she tells me.
I look at it.
"Open it? Put your stuff in" she tells me. I nod. I open the locker and put my bag in it, taking out my books and arranged them neatly.
"Let's go to class" she says.
She looked at my schedule.
"We have literally the same schedule." She laughs.
"Let's go glen coco" she says.
"Not glen coco. it's DADDY, IM KIDDING OH MY GOD!"
She laughs and we get to the teachers class.
I can hear students laughing in my head. They're laughing at me. Not this again please.
I walk in slowly and examine the students. Most of them are looking at me with a weird face. But Marley is just smiling and laughing with me.
I sit down. This isn't so bad is it?

*EDITED!
I hope this is kinda better?
-kelly(: