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"hello, may I help you?" asked the lady at the front desk as I walked into the front office
"yes, my name is Kheziah Martin, I'm new here"
"ah yes Kheziah, you are the one I was waiting for, I have to give you your schedule, one sec"
"thank you" I said and she went into another room and came back a minute later with a piece of paper and handed it to me
"their you go dear"
"thank you"
"your welcome dear, now you better hurry up cause class starts it 5 minutes and you dont wanna be late for class on your first day"
"have a good day"
"you to" she said and I walked outta the office.

'alright, first class is in 215, where is 215?' I thought to myself and looked at the numbers of the classrooms as I walked by trying to find 215 when suddenly I bumped into somebody and fell to the floor

"sorry"
"watch where your going" said the guy
"why dont you watch where your standing" I said
"excuse me?"
"Mat, leave her alone" said another guy as he walked up and I walked away. I didnt see who the other guy was but I certainly do not wanna even know that Mat guy.

Anyways, I was able to find my classroom in all of one piece. When I walked in, I found an empty desk at the back and sat down. everybody came in the classroom a few minutes later when class started.

"good morning class" said the teacher
"g'morning" they all replied
"did everybody do their homewrok last night?" he asked and evrybody moaned
"I take that as a no, but I see that our new student is here today" he said and walked over to me "you must be Kheziah"
"you bet"
"class, this is our new student Kheziah Martin, please make her feel welcome here. Kheziah, why dont you tell us a little about yourself"
"no its ok, I'm good"
"no no, come on" he said and I got outta my seat and walked up to the front of the classroom "please Kheziah, tell us about yourself"
"alright um, hi my name is Kheziah and obviously you know that I am new here. um I moved here from Edmonton Alberta where I was born..."
"what kinda stuff do you like" asked the teacher.
"I love Rock and Punk music, that kinda stuff. I hate Rap and hip hop, no offense to anybody, I play guitar, I sing, and yeah"
"you sing?"
"yeah"
"why dont you sing for us"
"umm no thank you"
"oh come on, dont be shy"
"umm ok?"
"what song and who by?"
"umm...uh this song called 'I'm Alive' by Celine Dion. It is the only song from her that I like and the rest of the songs that I like are all rock and that kinda stuff"
"alright" he said and I cleared my throat. I hate this teacher, whatever his name is, I hate him I hate him I hate him already and it hasnt even been half hour since class started.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmm
I get wings to fly
Oh, oh ... Im alive ...
Yeah

When you call on me
When I hear you
Breathe
I get wings to fly
I feel that Im alive

When you look at me
I can touch the sky
I know that Im alive
Mmmmm ohhhhh ahhhhhh

When you bless
The day
I just drift away
All my worries die
Im glad that im
Alive

You've set my heart
On fire
Filled me with love
Made me a woman on
Clouds above

I couldnt get
Much higher
My spirit takes flight
Cause I am alive
Ohhhhh

When you call on me
When you call on me
When I hear you breathe
When I hear you breathe
I get wings to fly
I feel that Im alive

When you reach
For me
Raising spirits high
God knows that

That Ill be the one
Standing by

Through good and
Through
Trying times

And its only begun
I cant wait for the
Rest of my life

When you call on me
When you call on me
When you reach for me
When you reach for me
I get wings to fly
I feel that

When you bless
The day
I just drift away
All my worries die
I know that Im alive
yeah

I get
Wings to fly
God knows that Im alive" I sang and everybody clapped when I was done.

"Kheziah, that was wonderful"
"umm, thanks?"
"your welcome"
"may I sit down now please?"
"go right ahead" he said and I took my seat again. Finally.

for the rest of the time, class was really boring. I looked at my schedule over and over again.
I had Math, wich is now, Off Block, wich is next, then Gym, then Socials, then English. and yeah.