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"Hi, my name is Joseph Biden, I liked to be called Joe though, and I am 10 years old!" I squealed.

Today was the first day of school for me. You see, my family and I have recently moved to America due to my father's job, meaning that I had to leave all my childhood friends behind. Yes, it was sad for me, but I was excited to see what new adventure lie in the United States.

"Ok Joe please sit next to Donald, Donald please raise your hand so he knows where to go, alright please treat Joe with respect and lets get on with todays lesson." The teacher explained.

I turn my head to see a boy, a little bigger than me and not just height raising his hand. The boy had pale orange skin, not enough to make him seem like an actual orange, but just enough to compliment his face. He had gorgeous brown eyes and straight blonde hair. I quickly go to sit in the empty seat next to him.

It was quiet. I kinda wanted him to introduce himself to me.

"Alright kids that's the bell for recess, you are dismissed"

I push in my chair into my desk once I got out of it.

'What do I do now?' I think to myself.

I should've asked the kid who sits next to me if he wanted to be friends, but oh well. I proceed to walk and come across an empty area that I could sit and doodle on my notebook without bothering anyone. As soon as I got my pen and paper out I notice a dark shadow over me, as I lift up my head I recognized the face.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry, I usually sit here and I didn't see you..." The boy explained.

"Oh no it's fine, I could leave if you want." I said hoping deep down that he would want me to stay.

"No, it's ok, you can stay if you want, my name is Donald." The boy finally introduced himself.

'So Donald is his name...'

"Hey, you like to draw? Donald said looking down at my notebook.

"Heh yeah, but I don't draw nothing extreme." I tried explaining.

Before I knew it, Donald was sat next to me with my notebook in his hand.

"Thats the bell! We have to go before the teacher closes the door on us."

As running towards to the back of the student line that was already heading inside, these words leave my mouth.

"Hey Donald."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for sitting with me today"

"It's ok, lets go sit there together again tomorrow."

"Ok." I said agreeing with him, while walking back inside the classroom.

*Beep Beep*

'My head hurts.'

I loom down to my alarm clock, it is currently 6 in the morning. I walk into the bathroom to wash up before heading to school not knowing that today was going to change my life. As I got out of the shower I wrapped my towel around my waist. While looking for clothes to change into I heard loud shouting from the kitchen.

Mom.

It was just my mother and father arguing about money once again. I sigh wondering if there's ever going to be a day that can go without them arguing. After I moved to America my parents relashionship went downhill. Looking at my alarm clock once again, it was 6:50 AM.