A/N: Thank you so much for 20 reads! :D Makes me feel all special inside :3
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Okay, no big deal. My best friend since the beginning of my YouTube career didn't recognize me. That's only expected, right? We totally didn't share a room in a hotel during PAX. Totally didn't hang out any chance that we could (with me living in New Jersey and all). Nah.
I'll admit it that I'm a tad bit angry, but hey... Mitch obviously had friends here. I just wondered how long it'd be until he realized exactly who I was.
I sighed, glancing at my information card and schedule for my first class and my locker number and combination. I guess my locker's down this hall. I kept my eyes on the floor as I walked, only looking up occasionally to check for my locker. Finally, I found it, wrinkling my nose at the old, navy blue metal. My old school had brightly colored lockers. This school's colors just added to the 'prison' theme. Yeah, prison. Because it might as well be one. My best friend didn't know me, I was the new kid with no friends. I was also gay, and that wouldn't help if people found out.
I pretty much wrote off school as a place of torture, 30 hours a week. It'd help if Mitch recognized me, but he woldn't. Speaking of Mitch, he was approaching. I smiled, hoping that he'd finally recognized me.
"Hey there, Newbie." he sneered, giving me a rough shove.
What? Newbie? Was that all I was to Mitch? I fought back my tears as I turned and ran, using my smaller size to my advantage as I sped away.
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A/N: What? Short chapter? I know. Lots of homework, but short chapter is better than no chapter!
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