As Gregory walked around the school he pulled his hat down and tried his best to keep away from everyone and anyone as possible. Hoping. Just hoping that he'll get through the day without any kind of human interaction taking place.

(Me everyday-)

He walks fast trying to get to class before the bell rings. He sometimes comes to school a little late. Sure he gets to class before the bell rings- well..sometimes. Or..yeah sometimes. Anyways the point is. On his way he bumped into someone. "Watch where your going. Jeez." The kid acted a little dramatic for just bumping into someone and threw the carton of milk he had in his hand at Gregory. Even though he wanted to cry he stood up and kept walking. He cries a lot, gets picked on, and no one. No one does anything about it. Just like someone we know-

'Oh no..not again.'

Gregory thought to himself. He had bumped into someone again! He scolded himself. Just as he was about to get up expecting the person to have been gone already a hand reaches for his. "No. That was my bad...sorry." He looked up and saw a boy his age.

(Which is 7-8)

"Well it was just an accident anyway. We'll probably forget about it eventually." Gregory said laughing a bit. The two boys made eye contact and suddenly couldn't look away. The bell rang. "Oh- um class. Right. Before we ya know leave. My name is Evan." The boy said. Gregory smiles. "I'm Gregory."

(Ik it's short I'm sorry! 😭)