A boy with sandy colored hair raised his hand, and I clutched the books tighter towards my chest.

“So, there you go, Minnie,” Mrs. Mar assured me, and beckoned towards the desk. “If there is anything you don’t understand, just raise your hand, okay?”

I nodded numbly, trying to take in my newest surroundings. What would it be like, with wheels instead of legs?

I sighed, and piled my stuff onto the desk next to the guy.

As soon as I tried to look him over and make some conversation, he scoffed and looked away. My jaw dropped to my chest.

What did I do?

“Pssst. New girl.”
Oh, great, I already have a label. I turned around anyway.

“Yeah?”

“Hey! The name’s Brandy,” an auburn – haired, freckle faced girl told me, and I smiled.

“I’m Minnie,” I whispered back.
“Don’t pay attention to Dustin,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “He’s like that to anyone. He practically camps out at the principal’s office.”
“Is that so?” I asked, a smile creeping onto my face.

Interesting.