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"This is it."
Paintbrush looked at the large school in front of them, ignoring the hundreds of other students walking past.
Paintbrush was never into school. They initially succeeded in elementary school, but once they entered fifth grade; things were not looking good. They were missing assignments constantly, getting failing grades, and worst of all: they were completely unable to make friends. Paintbrush was never good at social situations. Even before middle school, they only really had a couple friends: Fan and Test Tube. The three of them were great friends, for years at that point.
And now they were in their freshman year of high school.
"Why are you making it seem like this is what years of preparation has led up to?" Fan asked.
Test Tube entered the conversation, responding "To be fair, that's kind of what's happening".
Fan resigned the point and quietly went inside. Paintbrush and Test Tube did the same.
Paintbrush went to their first period class, English, and then proceeded to nearly fall asleep. The person next to them was some person named Lightbulb constantly talking about stuff. Paintbrush had to admit they were kind of interesting though. Interesting enough to talk to them near the end when really everyone was talking.
"So like, who are you again?" Paintbrush asked Lightbulb.
"Oh yeah, me? Name's Lightbulb. I got here a few weeks ago." She said, offering Paintbrush a handshake they accepted.
"Good to know." Paintbrush responded. They then looked at the clock.
"Class is almost over. What'ya have?"
Lightbulb took out her schedule, prompting Paintbrush to do the same. They both look at each other's.
"Damn, we share periods... one, three, and seven." Lightbulb noted.
"Well I'll keep that in-" Paintbrush was interrupted as the bell rang loudly, signaling them to go their next classes.
"See you around!" Lightbulb said.
After that, Paintbrush said they had to be quite proud of themself. They finally had a decent social interaction.