So far I'm ready to kill myself, these classes don't make sense to me. I'm the only American in my classes. Fuck. Lunch is the next period, and I have no one to sit with. I dump my crap in my locker and grab my lunch and stroll to the cafeteria.
"JASEY! COME SIT WITH US!" The boy who I think calls himself Luke.
"Uh hi." I stammer.
"Jasey, this is Ashton, Calum , and Michael. Guys this is Jasey."
" Jasey Rae." I correct him quietly.
" My bad Jasey Rae " he chuckles. I take the open seat next to calum and Michael.
"So we hear your from America?" Michael looks at me.
"Um yeah sort of. I mean yes." why can't I get these fucking words out of my mouth.
"I really like your accent." the curly haired boy whom I think lives next door to me says.
" I just moved yesterday, and I'm glad people here are so nice other wise this could've been hell for me." I laugh.
"Well I think you made it into a pretty good crowd right boys?" Calum adds on. We all laugh through the rest of lunch. until the next death bell rings.
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO MY BFF ERIN BC SHES HELLA RAD
SORRY THESE CHAPTERS ARE SO SHORT ILL TRY TO MAKE THEM LONGER.
