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After what felt like infinity, I shtly overwheln of respect when the teacher walks through the door

He is young and, to be honest, not the type of teacher I would have expected to be teaching at this school I iined the, but he surely is only, at the most, ten years older than I am He smiles friendly while he motions with his hand to the other students to sit down He looks at a piece of paper in his other hand, and then introduces me to the class, "This is Chrissie Taylor and she will be joining us fro, and says, "Dare I say, Johnathan, severe coaze toward a blonde-haired, suntanned boy in the fourth row fro at ainst"

The other students look from Johnathan to me, and I can already see it in their eyes, they think I aain

" Nothing like a little bit of coet you all to work harder," the teacher continues

I had heard before co to The Christian Academy that all the students here excel acade for ht it would be easier for me to fit in Noonder, as I see the teacher turn back to ain, why he would point Johnathan out, specifically They should all be cohts, "I am Mr Johnson and you can take the seat next to Anne She is on the Senior Student Council and has been allocated the task of showing you around andyou feel welcoirl lift her hand up to her shoulder and wave her fingers back and forth I walk toward her nervously and pray anxiously that she please not be a snob, but she slitter, and I feel the relief rush through ht to my toes

I sit down next to her, and she moves her books, which were scattered over the entire desk aside, to give me space Mr Johnson starts to read his attendance list aloud, and one by one, as he goes down the list, the owner of the name calls out, "Present"