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I walk around the crowded halls, very very unfamiliar... I don't know where anything is.. this school is so big, bigger than my old one at least. The bell rings and off to my next class.

Room 310 mrs boysworth spanish 3

My schedule reads.

I make my way downstairs as the first bell rings. i have absolutely no idea where 310 is... my breathing picks up, i try to keep it all under control..

y/n you got this.

4 minutes later

I'm anxious only 1 minute left till class starts, then I'll be late. On the first day of school. What an idiot. My breathing increases. I walk faster and faster as the piles of people decrease get again, all of them knowing where there destination is, while i am trying to find mine. I feel dizzy. Almost sick.

my eyes blur as the vison of my tears take over. my emotions always get the best of me. ugh stupid school.

i see a figure walking over to me. i cant make out what he's saying due to being in my own thoughts.

"hey, it's okay" the man says. a very good looking one in fact. blonde hair blue eyes. a beautiful smile planted on his face. his gorgeous yet so soothing voice. damn. he grabs my arm in a gentle manner. very fragile not wanting to break me i guess.

"where you heading" he asks me

"uh...3-310" i said just a tad choked up

"oh it's right across the hall, on your right. now don't cry okay? a gorgeous girl like you doesn't deserve to cry! you'll get to know the school soon trust me! i'm assuming you are new then?" he asks not trying to bombard me

"uh yea.. i'm new." i say quite plainly,

i feel so bad that i'm not giving him my full attention

"here, walk with me... i'll take you to your class and don't worry about the tardy!"

we finally reached 310 this man is so nice. with every step we took he rubbed my back, what a sweetheart.

"oh, by the way... the names logan" the man that is now named logan said

"i'm y/n"

"wow. that's a gorgeous name. nice to meet you and i hope we can meet again!" logan says

we reached 310, walking in. he lets me go out of his soft grip as i sit in my seat thinking about nothing but him.

thought i would writing about my struggle on the first day of school (kind of) it's so hard being the "new student" but i've meet so many friends oh my gosh. best thing ever.

love you guys!! sorry for not updating <333

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