4 Goal

It very easy to say that my high school life was over before it began. Even my optimistic ways won't be enough to help me.

It was good I brought a spare change of clothes unless I wouldn't have even walked in the building.

However though my day had gotten off to a bumpy start it only gave me a reason to make people see me as equal to them although lacking magic.

My long term goal was to gain and maintain the respect people had for me. However that was now the over arching goal. The sub goals were getting respect from my classmates and most importantly get a friend.

(Though more than one is a better goal getting even one friend was amazing itself).

Have you ever wanted a friend that you never had to worry about betraying you?

Have you wanted a friend that will always be in your corner.

Well...

THAT'S EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE!

Sorry lost control for a second. Anyway let's get back on topic. It's time to find some to be my friend but to be honest who would want to be my friend when I have no status or magic.

Just thinking about this is making me depressed. Only thing I can do is grit my teeth and compress the emotions I'll probably have after meeting people.

Alright now time to find my classroom. It's somewhere on this floor at least and it's Class 7. This does brighten my mood because seven is my lucky number and hopefully doesn't steer me wrong.

This is looking good I found class seven at the end of the hall. I'm getting nervous; super nervous. I'm even breaking into a cold sweat. But it's ok, I'm more curious about what type of people are my classmates.

No use delaying the inevitable time for me to face the music. With that I opened the door and I didn't expect what happened next to happen.