When class was over, I picked up my bag and with the other students, went directly to the next class. It was physics. We had the same teacher as last year. His name was Nate Toto. He was a black haired, brown eyed man. He had fair skin and was on the fatter side. He looked to be on his late 20's. He sort of reminded me of those Harvard students you see on TV, because he always wore a dark grey vest. It gave him a vintage look.

After class was over, it was lunch. I had brought a homemade bento. Made by me of coarse. Everyone was in their groups and chatting away. It was the classic type of thing. Once you bond with someone on the first day. You are commonly in the same group of friends for the rest of the year. And if you miss that first day. Your kind of screwed.

I don’t really make friends. I don’t like situations when three people are talking to you at once. I like to only have one or two. I took out my book again to make sure I hadn't crinkled the pages while it was in my bag. I was almost done when I felt someone tap my shoulder. " Hi April. It's been a while " She said with a smile.