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Your name is John Egbert and you don't think you've ever been more down in your life.
Because of your dads baking industry kicking off unbelievably well he decided to take you from the lovely suburbs of Washington to the bustling city of LA.
Granted your dad being the loving caring father he is sent you to a pretty small private school, but that just meant more people knew eachother and for longer times and let's just say not everyone was in favor of the new kid showing up.
He looked down at his schedule to see what class he had first when all his stuff was knocked down by some jock. "Watch it faggot" he said snickering and moving on, leaving John to collect all the papers and notebooks.
Okay maybe the rainbow bracelet sporting the words "Homosexual" was not the best way to go about letting the students know his sexual orientation. But after the whole Narnia fiasco at his old school he felt he should get it out in the open right away.
Picking up his schedule he looked at the room number. 111 English. He entered the room using his books as a sort of shield to avoid the stares he was un doubtfully getting. He glanced at the teacher who pointed at a desk in the far back corner.
John sighed making his way through looking at the people around him. All huddled in little groups talking loudly about some person named Terezi's party. From the sounds of it there were lots of colors and vibrant music. It sounded just like something he'll never get invited to. John grabbed his notebook out as the bell rang and tried to focus on what the teacher was saying.
His attention soon switched to his desk where he found more interest in the old wood then the boring lecture. As the teacher gave the OK to socialize everyone gathered in groups again leaving John left out. He stared at a very cute, very angry boy who was currently screaming at a stoned....clown?
John looked away from the people. They only caused him to miss his friends back at home even more.
What he wouldn't do to have Jade talk his ear off about the cute new puppy the shelter just got. He twirled his pencil, his gaze falling back onto the desk. It sucked being left out of group circles. John lazily started to move his hand, writing something out of complete and utter boredom.
"Hi my name is John"