| Captive | - Part 4
Being a Junior can be a bit nerve-racking, You don’t know anything about the people around you, You can’t remember the name of our teacher, you don’t know who to ask for help when you are basically a loner, but without a choice.
The first day wasn’t bad, nor was the first week. I hate starting a conversation. therefore It’s hard for me to make new friends. The only person I have talked to was a girl who sat to me.
My days go by fast, I hardly remember anything by the end of it. As if I daydream the entire day. I chuckle as I see some guys act stupid on the ground, then I wished I had some friends from my high school over here.
“Hey” I look behind me and wave at a classmate. “Our class has to fill in our details for club activities ” I take the writing pad from her
