Okay, so middle school is over for me in about a month. Which is so sad! Awesome, but sad. And I am feeling nostalgic, so...first middle school experience.

Not gonna lie, it sucked at first. I was so used to automatically having friends at school, I didn't realize it wouldn't be the same in middle school. All of my friends were going to our neighborhood school. I was a transfer. So, I pretty much knew no one.

This was back when I was young(er) and innocent, so I thought my classes were so cool! While I still was not used to block scheduling with different periods, I thought all my teachers were super nice. Actually, I still think sixth grade had some of the best classes-hard enough to be interesting, easy enough to get honor roll, and with super nice teachers. Along with different classrooms came free hallway time, and along with that came lockers with combination locks built into them. I HATED those. It's enough trouble now, and I've been doing it for three years!

Luckily, The girl with the locker above me-I'll call her Flower- helped me out a lot. Yay, my first friend! Okay, to be fair, I was already friends with Kitty- I'd met her at honors choir, where we made faces at each other from different aisles-but she had lots of her own friends to hang out with, and besides we didn't really have classes with each other. That was something I hadn't anticipated-people here already knew each other. They had friends. How unfair was that? Forget your old friends, who you've only known for six years. Come be my friend!

I ended up hanging out with Flower's friends-a group of girls who were pretty awesome. The only problem was, I still felt like I was only there because I was friends with Flower. I hardly knew anyone else there. Sigh...

It had been about a month until I made my first actual friend besides Flower. I was riding the bus home, and it was super quiet because there are only five people or so who don't get off at the first stop, so I was reading. Cue a piece of paper hitting me in the face. I looked over at the kid who'd thrown it. There were eighth graders on our bus who always sat in the back and cursed and threw things. I had a feeling this guy would be like that in a couple years (I was totally right by the way). So I did what any person would do. I threw the paper back.

That escalated pretty quickly. We threw some more paper. We started writing notes on them and throwing them. We got yelled at by the bus driver for throwing paper. We got moved to the front of the bus. And thus, an epic friendship was born.

Being friends with Yoda (that was Yoda by the way) was great. One reason for that is that I had someone to talk to in gym. Gym was a nightmare. I've always hated it, but then it was middle school and we didn't have gym three days a week, we had it every day, and then there were exercises and fitness testing and locker rooms and the mile on fridays and gosh, it was just awful. The locker rooms were strange. Now as eighth graders no one cares, but in sixth, everyone was just so weirded out by the whole "changing in front of people" thing. And yay, another lock! I was better at my gym combination though, and I've had that one lock for three years now, so I'm fine at it. Gym clothes were annoying. If I'm small now, I was a shrimp back then. I was size Small, and that was to big for me. Actually, I've had the same gym clothes since then, and Small fits me now. Irony...

My favorite class was math. (I'll never say that again...) I was technically in a math level below my own, and so I didn't really have to worry about grades. Also, in sixth grade they let people eat snack in 3d period, which was great. (It makes sense though cuz our lunch period was ridiculously late.) Besides that though, I really liked my math teacher. She was nice, but she was pretty harsh if you misbehaved. This one kid who I dislike was messing around in her class, and she-okay, do you know what star jumps are? They are basically jumping jacks, except you yell "I'm a star!" after every one. She made him do those. After class. In the crowded hallway. Fifty times. I almost felt bad for him...

It was around this time that I met Vampire. She was kind of on the outskirts of Flower's clique as well. We kind of became friends automatically. We both liked rainbows and unicorns, we were both a little too innocent and wore super colorful clothing and were a bit rowdy. I feel like we both had all the girl talk at Flower's table going over our heads as well. That lunch table was a danger zone, subject to fights and food robberies and food fights later on. I was starting to realize it was a lot to endure for only two people. But now that I was friends with Vampire, I stayed on.

English that year was cool. We did poetry, which I like (not sure how good I am but whatever). Yoda and Vampire were both in that class with me as well. That was seventh period I think. Then my eighth period was science. My science teacher was strict, but nice enough. It was a bit of a tough class to have at the end of the day, but I somehow managed minimal daydreaming. I don't think I got one A in that class.

I think it was about March when I finally stopped hanging out with Flower and her friends. I still talked to Flower and Vampire when I could, but I just didn't like a lot of the stuff that the rest of those people did. There was always a lot of drama and fighting, which I could handle if I was friends with all of these people-but I wasn't really. They were people to talk to and hang out with, but I didn't really like any of them except for Flower and Vampire.

For a while, I ate lunch alone with a book. I was fine with this, but it was a little lonely. That was when Kitty started coming to sit with me more. And by sit with me, I mean use me as a pillow while we both read. Kitty also introduced me to Panda. Panda was cool. Under the punching and glaring and stuff, she was really funny. About this time was also when I met Scar and Taco.

Around spring, the gym teachers kind of gave up and let us just do whatever in the gym. Which meant that Me, Yoda, and some of his friends (Taco and Scar) would basically play a version of freeze tag. We played under the fold out bleachers in the gym, which was incredibly dangerous and totally not allowed, but way more fun than playing in the actual gym. It was all dark and shadowy, and you had to duck at some places and jump over cables at other parts, and if you were small like me and Scar you could hide in the tiny dark area beneath the lowest bleachers, and my gosh why are none of us dead that was dangerous! Oh well.

When I met Taco I thought he was so scary. Ha! Now that I know him that seems ridiculous, but I did! When I met Scar it was different. The first time I saw him, I just knew in my heart...we were going to annoy the heck out of so many people together!

My first period was reading, because I remember using that class to wake up. My second period was History, and my history teacher was always far more awake than she needed to be. For some reason it always snowed while I was in her class, so we spent a lot of time watching the window.

I did that a lot actually. My school is set up so the sixth graders are all on the top floor. When we went up in the morning, we went up this stairwell that was on the outside of the building and the walls were made of glass. I'd always stand out watching the sun rise, and eventually Vampire would come stand with me too. I don't know why, but the sunrise just made every day better.

Toward the end of the year, I started sitting with Yoda, Scar, and Taco at lunch. Vampire came and sat with us too! And Kitty and Panda dropped in to talk sometimes as well. And thus, my squad was born. Yup, I'm so cool I say the word squad! Oh my gosh I wrote so much today!