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Wandering down the hallway, he followed the map in his hands so he wouldn't get lost. Hopefully. As he walked, people stared at him or giggled and whispered. He didn't care, if they didn't like the way he dressed - well, they didn't have to dress like it. His back remained straight and his head high as he strode down the hall to the English classroom. He slipped through the door and found a seat, towards the back.