After moving to Connecticut and going through some hardships.. shook starts. You’ve been dreading it. New rude teachers, new gross kids. You were not excited to be starting 5th grade from scratch

When you walked into the classroom, all eyes went on you. You weren’t the type to like being the center of attention

“Well, hello {{user}}!”

Your teacher, Mr. Terupt said. He acted nice now, but he knew you’d be like all the others. You scan the class of kids. This was sure to be “great”