Edd's POV:

"Bye mom"! I called as I got out of the car. She waved, driving off, and I looked up at the school. First day of Tenth Grade, let's see if you get bullied here.. I thought as I walked to the doors. I opened them, walking in, and the halls were full of people. I looked at my schedule and saw I had to go to Room A1. I walked around for the room, and soon found it. I walked in, seeing a boy in there. He had spiky brown hair, black eyes, a blue sweatshirt, and shorts with suspenders. The teacher approached me, smiling. "Hello, I'm Mrs.Adams, and I'll be your English Teacher. What's your name"? She asked in a sing-song voice. "My name is Edward Gould, but everyone calls me Edd", I replied, smiling kindly. She nods. "Well, Edd, I hope I can be the best English teacher you've ever had! Please look for the desk with your name on it", she said, motioning to the desks. I nodded, walking to them. After a minute or two, I found my name on the desk that was paired with the boy that was already there. I set my bag next to me, looking at his nametag. Thomas it said, and the boy looked at me.

"Hi! I'm Tom"! He said, smiling. I smiled back. "Nice to meet you, I'm Edd", I replied. He nodded and dug in his bag. He pulled out...at bag of candy? Strange. He opened it and put a piece in his mouth. I raised a brow.

"I don't think it's healthy or good to eat candy this early, Thomas", I calmly said, him looking down at me. "I do it all the time! Plus, if I don't do it, I'll be reeeeeeeeeally tired", he replked, popping another piece in his mouth. He held one out to me. "Want one"? He politely asked. Well, I didn't wanna seem rude, so I smiled. "Sure". I took it and put it in my mouth. It was good, to be honest. It tasted like butterscotch. I read the bag. Butterscotch Candies. eh, go figure.

-Small Time Skip-

"Good morning, class"! The teacher called, smiling brightly.  A few kids replied with 'Good Morning' and the teacher grabbed a marker, walking to the dry erase board. "My name is Mrs.Adams," she started, writing MRS.ADAMS on the board. "And I'll be your English Teacher"! She said as she spun around, capping the marker. "Today I'd like to spend this period getting to know everyone, so when I call your names, please come to the front and introduce yourself"! She called, grabbing her clipboard. She called about five people's names, them introducing themselves, when she called out,"Tord Larrson"? There was a small silence, then the sound of a person pushing themselves out of their chair. A boy with hazel colored hair, a red sweatshirt, and black jeans walked up front, and he turned to face us. A bit of his hair covered one of his gray eyes, and it was slightly spikey.

"U-Uhm....m-my name's Tord....a-and I, uhm, l-like to d-draw in m-my spare t-time..", he said, rubbing his arm. "Laaaaaaame"! A student yelled to my right, and the poor boy looked like he was gonna cry. "Hey, keep your big fat mouth shut! Or else I'll make you keep it shut"! A ginger boy in a purple hoodie, hood on and unzipped, white t-shirt, and black jeans said. The boy that made the comment seemed scared, and he kinda sunk in his seat. The ginger turned back around, facing the boy, and he propped his head on his hand. "U-Uh....th-thanks...", Tord said, rubbing his arm as he looked down. The boy nodded as in 'you're welcome', and the teacher looked at Tord, asking questions about him. "Thank you, Tord", she said, Tord nodding as shyly walking back to his seat. "That boy that made the comment seemed pretty scared when that boy stood up for Tord..", Tom whispered to me as Mrs.Adams looked at her clipboard. "Yeah, I noticed", I whispered back, her looking up. "Matthew Lobster"? (Yes, that is his birth name) she called, the ginger boy sighing and standing from his seat.

Matt's POV:

Dangit...why did she have to call my last name? Everyone picks fun at me for it. I sighed, standing,and I walked to the front. I shoved my hands in my Hoodie pocket and sighed as I stared at all of my piers. "My names Matt and I'm pretty much one of the kids that doesn't really interact with people", I said, looking at all of the kids. One boy caught my eye, and dear god he was cute. He had brown hair, green eyes, and looked kinda like an adorable nerd. The teacher asked a question.  "Cute, er- god dangit", I said, facepalming. "Ha! Fail"! A girl yelled. "What f-failed, your m-mother's abortion or your f-father's c-condom"? Tord said, me stifling a laugh as a few kids snickered. I mean, it was kinda like a win-win. I smiled at the boy, and he shyly smiled back.