I stepped off the train and started to look at the map, attempting to figure out just exactly how to get to the highschool. I eventually found it and entered, as it was now my Sophmore year. Classes where simple. Art, English, algebra, honors bio, film, and world history. I went to every class, not feeling to jittery about the first day. As I was leaving, I noticed a guy running around. "Hey! You!" He said as he pointed at me. He was a bit short, had a grey outfit and a bit of a goofy looking face. "Hey!" He yelled at me once more. "Oh, my bad, I do apologize. What do you want?" I asked, trying to keep a polite tone. "You seem like you're a bit strange, what's your name?" He said in a way that didn't quite exactly flow right in my mind. "Wally's my name. And yours?" I asked "I'm Bananaz!" He said, with a scarily reassuring tone. "Is that a nickname or-" I Began to say just as he cut me off, "Nope! It's just my name!" Me and Bananaz talked for a bit after that, and we formed a friendship. My highschool years where filled with hopeless relationships, and one seriously unfortunate event just after it ended. But let's talk about today. It's 2017, I'm 20, and I'm in college. I live with my two best buds, Nathan and Infinity, along with my brother Ryan. ------------- This can potentially change! ------------- |