“It is another school and another group of people to reject me.” I thought as I walked slowly toward the classroom door. With each step the classroom door got closer and closer. The light weight of my book bag suddenly felt heavier. Finally, I got to the door and opened it; revealing the big room that would be my home room for the rest of the year. The second I walked into the room, it was obvious that I was different. The first thing that tipped me off was my clothing. I was wearing a bright red Lil Wayne Trukfit shirt, black 501 Levis, and black Air Max 95 Nike shoes, not to mention I was the only African American in the room. The second thing was that everyone was wearing uniforms. I felt so out of place.
"What’s up," I said, handing the teacher my slip. "I'm Johnny Taylor, but people call me Jody."
"Take a seat anywhere, uh Jody" The teacher said as he looked me up and down.
I found a seat in the back of the class behind a brunette. She turned and looked at me just like the teacher did. I was an exact opposite of her in appearance. She had brown hair; I had black hair. She had blue eyes; mine were green.
"I'm Gwen Walker." She smiled.
"Uh, I’m Johnny, but people call me Jody."
She turned back around to focus on the teacher. The teacher just sat there and I felt awkward, and didn't know what to do, so I grabbed a pen and drew on my notebook. Something that looked like a sound wave started to take-shape on my notebook cover.
“Ok class I will see you all tomorrow and good luck on your first day at Huckleberry High school.” the teacher said.
The bell rang shortly after he said that. I was the first out the door, but Gwen caught up to me.
What did you think of Mr. Taylor’s class?” she asked.
“I don’t know? Nothing really happened.” I replied as I stuffed my notebook back into my book bag. “So, where do we go now?”
“We usually go outside to eat breakfast.” She said.
We walked outside to an area filled with picnic tables. There was a door that led into the cafeteria, so you had a choice, either to sit inside or outside. Gwen walked me to a table that she sat at every day.
“This is Jody,” Gwen said to her friends. “He is the new kid in the 10th grade.”
“I’m Jamie.” A well fed girl with blonde hair and green eyes introduced herself.