Someone else

So We're Friends?

"Alright" I breathe in
            Today is the First day of my Junior year in high school. I push past the heavy front doors of the school entrance, and swallow the nervous feeling in my stomach. I arrived early, but not too early as to stand alone by my locker. Timing is important to me, I always arrive at the exact time I plan to. And since it's the first day.. I planned to get there  a little early, so I could map out my class schedule.

   As always, there are groups of people crowding the edges of the hallway... friends, couples, and people sharing first greetings. I'm not one of those people who has no friends necessarily.. I just have some issues meeting new people.. and a lot of my friends have different class schedules, so it only looks like I'm alone. That fact makes me feel self conscious, but it's nothing I can't get over. I pull out my locker information sheet, and scan the page
"number 226 "
     which is, inconveniently, right behind a rather large group of sophomore boys. I'm not sure why they decided to congregate here of all places, but either way, I need to get through. I sheepishly tap the closest one to me on the shoulder. I've seen him around before but I don't know his name. The sophomore turns around and looks at me, he almost seems surprised at first. I imagine I also have a look of surprise on my face, as he looks far different than what I remember. From what I recall he had a different hair style last year. and did he always have glasses?

—It doesn't look too bad on him..—

"Could you move please?" I ask, plucking up courage to make eye contact
"Oh yeah, sure" he says, getting the attention of the pack of friends surrounding him
"It's about time we go to class don't ya think?"

His friends make the typical comments about not wanting to go to class, but they follow him anyway

I don't think too much more about it, but I'm really glad they left, I would hate to feel crowded whilst packing all my books into the tiny locker the school provides.

I go through my morning classes without any issues, although, it seems I don't know anyone in most of my classes, as always... It was really hard for me to deal with freshman year— but as time went on, I grew used to being alone.

All I need to worry about is me, and I make great company.

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It's lunch time, finally

The cafeteria is always so crowded, and as I pack my own lunch every day I just eat it in the school common area. I sit down at one of the round tables in the corner, and pull open the zip on by lunch bag. I particularly enjoy the lunch period because I get to relax, eat, and watch videos on my phone.

At the beginning of the first lunch period, no one else is in the common area, but the students begin to fill in as they finish their lunch and come upstairs to socialize before the next class period. This means I get a solid 10 minutes of peace and quiet beforehand, which I enjoy a lot. After empty tables become scarce, oftentimes other people will sit at the same table as me, I take part in polite conversation.. but I don't exactly want to become friends with any of them.

The bell rings and I pack up, say goodbye to my almost-friends, and make my way to the next class on my schedule.

"6b..period 6b" I look at my printed schedule.. "geometry"
             ..This is the class I've been dreading, one of the main sources of my anxiety throughout the day.

   Nevertheless, I head over to classroom 108, I know where it is, but I've never had a class with that teacher before.
  I turn the corner, and see a large group of people standing outside the door, it seems the teacher is running late.
As I scan the crowd to find someone, anyone I know, I'm hit with the realization that this class is made up of freshmen and sophomores, with only a few juniors mixed in. Just great.