First Day at School

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Worst Behavior It was an early Wednesday morning. I got up early from being so excited for the first day of school. I was starting 9th grade today, so I was excited but nervous at the same time. It was my first time ever getting bussed to a school out of Los Angeles. I never heard of Taft High School, or been there. All I knew was that’s my new high school. I was afraid of being in a new environment where I wouldn’t know anyone. Once I left my house and got to the bus stop, that’s when it all got to me that I was starting a new chapter in my life. As I sat on the bus for nearly an hour, all I could think about what “I hope I feel accepted”. Once we arrived to school I didn’t see many people with the same skin tone as mine. I had a hard time finding my classes on a new campus with such big buildings. During my first period we were forced to do icebreakers. We had to say our name, age and hobbies. I was so nervous I didn’t know what to do with myself. “ My name is Diondre. Im, and I like cleaning shoes.” “ Well that’s an interesting hobby. Ive never heard that one before.” My teacher told me. To be hinest , I wasn’t surprised. People had basic hobbies, and mine was outside of the box. My hobby was a lifestyle. People are always going to have shoes that are dirty, and Im going to be the one willing to clean them. At a price of course. Throughout the day , I talked to a few kids in some of my classes, and we all decided that we were going to hangout. “Lets meet at the vending machine,” I told a guy in my 3rd period class. “Okay. Cool. See you at lunch man,” I met a few people at lunch and they made me feel comfortable and not so misplaced. We decided to hang out at a small corner table. We didn’t want to get to close to the center. That would draw un wanted attention to us, and we didn’t want any problems. Going to school in a
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