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High school. A place of ultimate hell. That's where Virgil was going to be for four years. Four whole years of bullying like always. He was probably going to be the shortest one there, getting pushed around. "You have everything, Virgil?" Remy asked as they walked up to the steps to the doors. "Yeah," Virgil said. "Okay, text me if you need anything. See you later." Remy waved to him and walked in the school. Virgil walked into the school and it was utter chaos. Virgil tried to ignore the loudness of it all. He looked at a sticky note that had his locker number and the code to open it. '190... that should be at the end of one of these corridors...' Virgil thought and walked forward. He dodged everything that was in his way. He went to the right and found locker 180. He walked further a bit more and found his locker. He put in the locker code and it opened. "Great, okay... what subject do I have first?" He looked at his schedule. "Chemistry... room 101." Virgil put his stuff in his locker and closed it. "Hey there!" Virgil jumped when he saw someone standing next to his locker. "Oh, sorry. Did I scare you? I have that effect on people." He smiled. He had curly hair and freckles and was wearing a grey cardigan and glasses. "My name's Patton!" "Virgil..." "Virgil? Interesting name. Are you new? I've never seen you around here before." "Yeah, I'm new," Virgil said. "Oh, well, if you need anything, just ask. Need anything?" He asked with shining eyes. "Yeah, do you know where chemistry is?" "Yep, it's my first subject," He gasped. "I can introduce you to my friends! C'mon, follow me!" He grabbed Virgil by the arm and led him to chemistry. He was surprisingly strong, for being a few inches taller than Virgil. "Here we are!" Patton said and let go of Virgil's arm. Virgil rubbed it and looked at the name. "Mrs. Hart?" Virgil asked. "Yep, she's my mom!" "Oh..." Patton opened the door and let Virgil inside. Patton quietly closed the door. "Patton, there you are. Is this the new student?" A lady with freckles and curly hair asked. "Yes, his name is Virgil," Patton said. "Alright, Virgil, welcome to chemistry. You can have a seat anywhere you'd like." Virgil nodded and Patton led him to the middle row of seats towards the back. The second to back row was empty. "I usually sit here. Is it good?" "Yeah." "Hey, Patton, who's the new kid?" Asked a boy wearing a lot of white and red. "This is Virgil. Virgil, this is Logan and Roman, my friends." Virgil only nodded. "He... doesn't talk much." Patton smiled. "Alright class, open your textbooks to page 46." Mrs. Hart said.