My Sunshine

Prologue

My name is Quinn Loire. I'm an eighth grader (second year). I go to the local secondary school of my city, in the central region of France (I would tell you the name but it's quite a tongue twister you see). I have a short pixie cut. My hair is dirty blond and my eyes are hazel colored. I myself was only half French and the other half American, but I had spend most of my life (up until fifth grade in the U.S.).
Today was the first day of eighth grade. 'This is going to be a breeze' I thought as I swiftly said goodbye to my family members who were still at home. I cautiously close the door and once I'm out I sigh. "Seriously, God? Another year of hell? I bet that in your time they didn't even have school!" I said out loud. Finally I started walking in the direction of school.
As I walk into the courtyard. I get a couple of greetings from my last year's classmates. I'm was too tired to say anything back so I just forced a slight smile. The new first years were nervously talking, but yet quite loud.
In all honesty I was happier about my second year than my first, because as a first year you have to meet new people, talk to them, get to know them and AGHHH! I hate it so much! My stupid anxiety makes it a lot harder than it already is. But in second year nobody new was going to come. Nobody new that you had to talk to, get to know or make any kind of contact with. Yes, this was going to be a good year.
I happily walk into the school past the first year hall into the hall where all the second year classes were located. I happily skip into my new home room class (which was French) 5 minutes early and pick a desk. The class was half empty except for a couple of people separated in two little groups talking among themselves. I was really okay with sitting alone and everyone knew that so I became even happier.
Before I realized it, the class had become full with people. "Tout le monde est ici?" (Is everyone here?) My teacher asks. Everyone nodded their heads. After a little babbling from the teacher about how happy she was to see us and if we were doing good she said that she would like to make an announcement. Translated in English she said something along the lines of: "I know it's your second year and everyone knows each other, but you are getting a new student in your class!"
I think I about collapsed inside.