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I'm so lazy I'm going to do this story another day. XD Maybe...
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It was a blazing, hot summer day that school started. The sky was bright blue, the clouds were pure white, and the sun had been shining brighter than ever before. That day, I walked onto campus, wondering what middle school life was going to be like. My feelings were well mixed with fear and excitement. Was I going to make new friends? Was I going to be harshly bullied? Who would have known of the emotions I had felt on that day?

I remember entering a vast building full of students in multiple crooked lines for their class schedules. My thought when I saw all of them was, “These people, here in front of me, are going to be my classmates starting today.” I sure was in classes with most of the students. I knew that fact, yet I couldn’t approach anyone. Fear had almost conquered me until I saw my two dearest friends, Andrew Kwan and Erika Rhee.

I forced my way through any crowds that stood my way and cut into their line. I greeted them with a, “Hey, can I cut?” and stood beside them, assuming they agreed to my slight rudeness. We had all chatted through the line about daily life and such. Yet, the moment we received our schedules, we were silenced for seconds. The three of us had no clue of the contents of the paper.

We walked around, confused on what to do. When my party and I finally decided to ask a question, a woman with astonishing timing came to our rescue. She explained everything that was on the paper to us, of course. Our group of three slowly parted as the bell rang for our first class of the day. It was a bit depressing, for I had been in every class with them for seven years.

Time went by in the blink of an eye, making it lunch. Andrew, Erika, and I were glad we all had the same lunch. During our first lunch, we had explored the cafeteria, learning the difference between this line and that line. We had enjoyed every bit of the forty minutes we had for lunch that day. We even enjoyed the parts where Erika was getting teased by Andrew’s sadistic behavior.

Well, time went by way too quickly to explain any details. By the time I was fully awake, it was the end of the first day. I came home quite quickly and did some homework until I realized it was all due on the Monday of the week after. Unable to think at the time, I rolled around and eventually fell asleep. My first day of school was over by then, and I didn’t realize at the time that I was going to treasure those moments forever.

The next day came along forgetfully. The only thing I remember was making plans with Erika on Friday and Andrew sneaking up on Erika with a blow in the ear. Anyways, Erika and I had planned to go to the amusement park on the Friday of that week. Andrew wasn’t included in it, but we invited him anyway. We had decided that Erika’s eldest brother was going to drop us off at the park after school and pick us up at seven in the evening. Of course that day, after school, I got permission to go by my loving parents.
I remember clearly when I forgot my homework on the first week of school for math class. The previous night, I had misplaced my homework somewhere when I was extremely exhausted. Thankfully, I always meet up with Andrew, whom I have class with, in the mornings. I asked him for answers to the homework and he gladly gave them. I took about five minutes to copy all of it and giving it back. I surprisingly got full points on that paper while he got three wrong. I think our teacher at the time really liked me.

The clock kept ticking as time flew by. I was at the amusement park with Erika and Andrew. We had a blast together. We rode countless rides and bought an abundance of food. After a while, we split up to explore alone, of course agreeing to meet in a certain spot at a certain time.

Our time of solitude had gone by fast. It was time to meet up together. When I had arrived, I had seen the recently and harshly stress and sadistic Andrew teasing the innocent crybaby Erika. That boy was terrible then. I quickly got there and smacked the male on the head and scolded him harshly.

Erika had come to my chest, sobbing. Well, I had to also scold her for being too soft. She was old enough to stand up for herself. She started to tear up even more. I couldn’t help who she was, but I had to try to get her not to cry every single day.

Well, with the crybaby Erika, that was the end of my first week of school. There was nothing out of the ordinary that happened that week. It was a typical middle school student’s first week. But because it was ordinary, I loved it because after that week, nothing could have converted back to normal.

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