I walked into school very excited in Wednesday, because I was thinking, 'if today is Wednesday, then tomorrow is Thursday, which a means it's almost Friday, which is the last day before the weekend.' All in all, it was a very exciting concept for me, I was very tired. I absentmindedly walked into Spanish and plopped down in my seat next to Josie. We still had 3 minutes before class started, and I decided to use those 3 minutes wisely. I was going to fall asleep on top of my desk. I barely had my eyes shut when I felt a tap on my shoulder

"Hi. This is Cleys Spanish class right? Room 201?" I looked up, whist realizing napping was out of the question, for a number of reasons. There was a girl nervously standing by my desk, she was really pretty, had long brown hair, it was the kind of curly hair that actually looked good.

"Yeah, are you new?" Her shirt caught my eye. I smiled, "Hamilton fan?" She was wearing a t-shirt that informed the world that she, similar to her country, was young, scrappy, and hungry.

"Oh," she looked down, "oh yeah!" She took the empty seat next to mine, "I'm so glad someone noticed, I just moved here from Vicksville, it's in Minnesota. I hoped there were more Hamilton fans out here."

"Yeah, I'm a pretty big fan." I smiled to myself, "My names Abigail."

"Mine's Georgia," she smiled and shook my hand, "oh! Abigail! You're Abigail Hamilton?!" I smiled again.

"Guilty." I shrugged a little, awkwardly smiling. Before either of us could say anything else, Sr. Cleys walked into class. He wrote something on the board and announced that we were to translate it into English. I yanked my notebook out and began re-writing the sentaces, this time, in English.

After the class had completed the warm up activity, Sr. Cleys tapped Georgia on the shoulder and whispered something up her. She nodded, stood up and walked to the front of the classroom.

"Class," Sr. Cleys began, "we have a new student today, Georgia, would you like to introduce yourself?"

"Ok." Georgia said, stepping forward. "So, my name's Georgia Grace and I'm a Sophmore, I moved here from Minnesota, I'm a dancer, I like video games." She shrugged and looked at me, with a look begging the question, 'what am I supposed to say?', she continued, "I'm a big musical theatre geek, and right know I'm pretty into Hamilton." She gestured to her shirt.

"Thank you Georgia," he smiled to himself, "Hamilton fan? Yeah, you'll enjoy sitting with Miss Hamilton." She smiled and returned to her seat.

Spanish went by quickly and well, I told Georgia that she should eat with William and I, and I told her where to meet us. We compared schedules, discovered that we had English together, which was great, but that was our 5th period class, meaning we didn't have any other classes together in the first half of the day.

Lunch finally rolled around at noon, and I sat up against the wall with my lunch, and my headphones. Georgia walked up to me with her lunch.

"Hi! I found you!" She sat down next to me, "so these are your friends?" She gestured at the jumbled mass of guys in front of me. "Not that I'm judging, but, I doesn't seem like you." I laughed at the prospect of dating any of those guys, morons.

"No, they're my boyfriends friends, one second," I got up, grabbed William and pulled him out of the crowd by the sleeve. "This ones mine." I said gesturing beside me.

"Wait wait wait, hold up." William cut me off before I could continue. "This ones mine?" He laughed, "that's one way to put it."

"Georgia, this is William, my boyfriend, and William," I turned to the giggling mass on my right, "the girl sitting in front of you is Georgia."

"Nice to meet you Georgia." He regained his composure, but returned to the mass of guys across from us.

"It's ok, you'll get used to them eventually." I said sitting back down against the wall.

I got through school nicely, Georgia had to stay after school to audition for dance team, apparently she did a lot of dancing where she was from, I never asked what kind, I would have to remember, I also had to remember to have her over, she would die to meet the cast, I love having this kind of power, not to make people die, but to make them happy.

Hi! What can I do to improve this? Other than lengthing it, sorry, I'm pretty tired.

Thanks for reading!

-Abi