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LUCAS Considering that Woodhidge-High was my sixth school, I was kinda not very good in mixing up. The hardest thing about starting a new school wasn't ever anything relating to the main reason of schooling—which I guess is learning. No matter how hard studying can be, the hardest past, without a doubt, was socialising and fixing yourself as ‘part' of the school. It was a concept one couldn't explain to anyone who didn't go to school, or at least the modern day school. This, however, was my opinion. One of the perks of being a new student was having the time to observe everyone around, if you wanted to, and this observation was more impartial because you know nobody. And since I was going to a supernatural school that had multiple magical beings in it, no one needed to tell me it was in