DRAKE’S POV
I am now in front of my designated classroom. When a familiar voice called me. I chase where the voice came from and saw where it was and who the owner is, “Man!” He called again with his hands waving at me. I shake my head. He's one of my classmates, I guess? Well, not bad. At least I know someone. I nod at him in response.
By the time I entered the classroom, the noisy room went silent for a few seconds. Many are surprised by my presence. Like a slow-motion, girls reacted too much. Like covering their mouths, hands-on their chins, and giggling. It's weird seeing them like that but, I think it's natural to them. I stopped on Vincent's row. Definitely, in front of my friend. He made a way for me and I went through it. After that, I settled myself in that chair. My seat.
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