TKAM Ch. 12

Ever since kindergarten, I have loved school. I was always that one kid that was counting down the days until school would start instead of dreading them. My first day of eighth grade had started out the same as every other first day of school I've ever had. I was so excited that it felt like my nerves were buzzing inside of me. However, as I went through my classes that day, that excitment was quickly replaced by nervousness and disappointment. I first moved here the year before, so the only people I knew were the ones that I had classes with previously. In eighth grade, I didn't have one single friend in any of my classes, and there were only a few classes where I even knew who anyone was. I felt more like an outsider that day than I did on my first day the year before, when I was a new student.