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The recently turned 15 year old watched her best friend strike a pose and explain his character. She did what she would normally do when he did stuff like this: laugh. Her abdomen soon started to hurt and she coughed a little bit, trying to catch her breath. She placed her left hand on her stomach and continued to giggle, trying to cease it. As soon as she stopped laughing, a smile took place on her face. Tyler started to read off his schedule and she listened, going down her list as he spoke. When he finished, she realized they had only 3 of the 6 classes together.

Sighing a little, she started to list her classes. "My classes are:
1st- Advanced Geometry
2nd- Creative Writing
3rd- Gym
4th- Lunch
5th- History/Social Studies
6th- Spanish 1."

Realizing she hadn't heard lunch on his schedule, she paused. "When do you have lunch?" Her stomach seemed to ball up. Would her first year of high school consist of having lunch by herself and trying to find and make new friends, or would she stay with Tyler? She wondered and listened eagerly.