Your lips look lonely...°Would you like mine to join them?

Clutz.

°Envy°
I looked up and down, from row to row. Smiling, politely-even though none of them seemed to please me. Well, my dream thoughts that is!
"Envy, you will be sitting next to Sir Justin Drawn." Ms. Rogers spoke aloud, every eye filled with envy towards Justin's direction. I could nearly laugh-so hard, of how funny it was to give them all a smirk-and shrugg, it off.
I slowly, walked my way to the asile. Not, being as smooth as I planned. Mainly, because I tripped on my way to there. Are you kidding me, my first day- and I already got the nickname "Clutz!". Not, really what I wanted.
I setted my binder down, and looked directly at the chalkboard, and waited for everything else that Ms.Rogers was preparing on her desk.
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