A Nice Visit to Japan

Soon enough, school arrived, but I was still divided on whether to find a new friend, or to stick with Greg for a little bit longer. Don't get me wrong, I was trying to get other friends—but I'd rather let them come to me than me actively trying to run away from Greg.

That'd make him feel worse.

As I walked to my locker, I didn't see Greg come to me, and I was instantly worried. Maybe he wasn't here today or something, I don't know. But all of a sudden, I heard cheering come from all the way in the back of the hall. It was like they were chanting like they were in a concert or something—what was going on?