The adventures of a typical highschool student

Chapter 1: First Day of School!

Pixel walked into the hallway and looked around, trying to stick to the sides of the halls as much as he possibly could. The hallways were awfully crowded, and much worse than he had previously thought. Dodging the swinging backpacks and shuffling feet, he had made his way to a small light blue locker marked, '966'. Well, it was supposed to be, anyhow. The first digit of the number looks like it had been entirely scratched off... Pixel chuckled to himself, this locker was very fitting. After opening and inspecting the small locker, he dug through his backpack and dedicated himself to the task of placing various belongings on the dusty shelves of his locker.

          Just as he was about prepared to walk to class, he startled, dropping his bag as he heard a large bang sounded to his left. What in Irene's name was that?! Pixel ducked down to grab his backpack, still a bit shaken up. Pixel stood up, brushing a bit of hair out of his eyes, and saw a girl with laughing at herself. "Welp, I guess this year is starting with a bang!" she exclaimed, still laughing. Once she had calmed down a little and straightened her glasses, the brunette saw Pixel staring at her. Crap-! Pixel immediately hid himself as much as he could behind the locker door. It was too late. She had already walked around the door, and was looking at Pixel, dumbfounded. "Uh... hi," she introduced herself, her voice a bit squeaky, "can I help you...?"
          "Uh- um.. hi. S-sorry.." Pixel stared at the floor, desperately wishing this girl would leave him alone. She seemed unaffected by this, and smiled as she seemed to have a realization.
          "Oh, is this you locker?" Pixel remained silent, but looked back up at the girl and nodded apprehensively. "Oh, that's cool," the girl smiled, "My locker is the one right next door! You know what that means?!" Pixel shrugged as she continued, not really following. Why was the girl still talking? He just wanted to go to class -alone.
          "It means we're locker buddies! Hi, my name's Viola," she held out her hand, looking for a handshake, "what's yours?"
          "P-Pixel...." Pixel answered quietly. He had backed into the locker a good five inches during their short conversation. Nobody's ever been this friendly to him before, this 'Viola' kid must want something from him. He stared at her hand for a few seconds, thoroughly confused.
          "Soooo....." Viola pulled her hand away awkwardly, "it's about time to get to class! What room do you go to first period?"
          "Room 56..?"
          "Oh, me too! Would you like to walk together?"
          "Uh.. sure.." Pixel stared at his shoes. This has been more that enough social interaction for one day, and Viola was starting to scare him.
          The walk to the classroom was quiet, save for the background chatter of other students. Pixel was used to it. Viola would attempt to start conversation on occasion, but Pixel just tried to ignore her. When was she going to realize that he didn't have whatever she was looking for from him?
          When Pixel entered room 56, he was extremely confused. There was a big rainbow rug on the floor, flowers on the windowsills and a variety of posters on the wall, reading things like "Try your best!" and "Positivity is the key to success!" This looked like a classroom meant for second grade, not ninth. In fact, he had to take a second to make sure he was actually supposed to be in this class when he first walked in. Still slightly off put by the room, he supposed he needed to find a desk to sit at. Usually he sat in the back, but that seemed to be taken by a multitude of similarly introverted characters and a few "troublemaker" types. Some reading, some on their phones, one or two were even playing with knives! He continued to search the classroom for a seat that suited his needs, when he heard a familiar voice.

          "Pixel! Over here!" Predictably, it was Viola again, waving for him to join her in the front of the room. The front? Pixel had never sat in the front before, and he was hoping to keep it that way. He looked once more look at the kids in the back. One of them- with a strange mask covering his mouth- gave him a nasty glare. Nevermind, the front was fine. Pixel set his bag by the desk neighboring Viola's, and sat down.
          "Hey..." Pixel waved apprehensively. Viola smiled warmly and waved back. Why was she so happy to talk to Pixel? He clearly didn't show the greatest appreciation for her company,
          "I hope we can be-" Viola was cut off by an adult walking into the room. The woman was quite large, obese in fact, and wore a thick mask of makeup, there had to be at least a pound of paint and false eyelashes caked to her face. She settled into a chair, and setting a cup of coffee on her desk. Facing the class, she gave everyone a huge, yellow-toothed smile.
         "Hello, children! My name is Ms. Elephant! I'm hoping to have a good year with all of you!" Her voice was shrill, and loud, carrying across the room. Most of the kids in the back were rolling their eyes, if paying attention at all. A couple people in the front, though, seemed genuinely excited. How could they be looking forward to school? The endless social interactions, bullying and exclusion? Pixel wondered if he should have just chosen a seat in the middle of the class. "To start, we're going to create some guidelines for the year, to make sure we're all on the same page!"
          Pixel was right about this class. Ms. Elephant's 'guidelines' were all things that were expected of small children. "Share with your classmates!" "Take turns" "Be nice!" After awhile, she seemed to give up, though. Running her fingers through her hair, she made an announcement. "Okay, class, there's ten minutes of left, so please get to know each other and become friends..." she sat down with an exhausted sigh. Just as Pixel thought he had chance to relax and be alone, a girl with pink hair stood up from her seat at the front of the class and began to place slips of unicorn- shaped paper of everyone's desk.
          "Hello everyone, my name is Unilera," she proclaimed to the class with enthusiasm. "If you don't have anything going on today, I'd love to have you over at my slumber party! All the details are on the invitations I've given you!" Pixel picked up the piece of paper and examined it more closely. Just as 'Unilera' had said, there was a time, address and even packing list written. She must be crazy to invite people to a sleepover on the first day of class, but Pixel supposed that that was the joy of being the one school on Earth that started at 10:00 am.
          Viola looked at Pixel curiously. "Are you going to go?" Pixel shrugged, unsure. He wasn't good with crowds, or people at all, for that matter. However, having friends at school could come with some advantages...