Chapter 2 - Friends

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I was walking down the hallways of the school, if I wanted to get to class early I needed my schedule. To be honest, this school was gorgeous. Great big windows for natural lighting, a small garden for the garden club, so much diversity, some people were even speaking in different languages (I think?). Maybe this year will finally be the year where I'll actually enjoy school. I'm gonna be a sophomore this year so hopefully people will respect me a little more then last year.

I made it to this little booth with a sign.

"Welcome students! Please receive your schedules at this booth." It said in big, bold, red letters. On a little sign it said...

"For any new or transfer students please ask one of our amazing volunteers to guide you around the school!" It said in little blue letters.

"Wow" I said, this school even has students guiding people to what classes are what. I look up and see 2 students in bright yellow shirts that say "Volunteer"

One student was a short blue haired boy. He had some acne but to be honest he was cute. He had glasses that made me remember of Harry Potter's glasses. He wore white jeans and a pair of gray converse.

Another student ,who was a girl, had light brown hair and was a little taller then the blue haired boy. She had the same shirt and wore black leggings and white Nike's.

They were chatting about...something. I couldn't really hear over the sound of the school bell ringing and thousands of sighs and "ughs" from teenagers who were entering the school.

Time skip

At the desk they knew I was new here , probably a guy like me would be easy to remember, so they gave me the girl volunteer and the guy. Maybe because they both have different classes so maybe one person knows this class but not the other?

Apparently their names are Amy and Ethan. Kinda cute. "Soooooooo whats your name?" Any said. Holy crap I forgot to say my name ugh I'm such a idiot. Like how stup-

"Hello??" I stopped in my thoughts when a hand was going up and down in front of my face. "Ohh uh m-my name is Mark" I said.

Did I really just stutter

(BRUH)

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