The bell rang just as I finished cleaning up. I placed my painting with the others at the side of the room and headed out to the changing rooms which thankfully were easy to find. I got changed into my shorts, t-shirt and trainers that Jacob had packed and headed out with the others. No one tried to talk to me or get to know me or even acknowledged my existence which was much more what I was used to.
As we walked outside I saw the guys coming from their changing room, Jackson and Clark gave me a small wave which I returned as Ashton walked on like I wasn't even there. Oh well, I had had friends for at least a few hours. It seemed like somehow I had ended up in P. E. with the cheerleaders and jocks as the jocks got ready to practice football and the cheerleaders where wittering on about th
