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            It was First Day of seventh grade, it was the student's orientation and I was trembling. I almost would want to cry because I knew no one there except for my sister, her friends, and my former elementary schoolmates which I was not close to by that time. I felt lost and scared because I was not ready to meet new people, and to socialize with them, felt like a horrifying idea. When the orientation was done we headed to our classrooms and I remember the hallways being crowded and full of freshmen. When I finally reached the front of my classroom, I stood there outside not wanting to go in. Not until a tall, fair skinned guy with a big smile busted open the door and pulled me inside of the classroom like he knows me. His name was Cj, and I reacted awkwardly to him, so I immediately searched for a vacant seat in the classroom to escape that awkward moment.

            It was dead quiet inside. The quietness was almost tangible, no rustle of clothing, breathing slow and barely audible, even the once creaking of the building settling was stilled as though to order.  The silence was broken when a long haired, American girl named Angelyn came up to us one by one to introduce herself and to ask our names while she was listing it. She spent her time doing that until our teacher came in.

           When the teacher finally came in, I felt a little bit more uneasy because I was always scared of teachers. He started introducing himself and he instructed us to do so too. I observed my classmates' actions and attitudes and started my mission to choose who will I be acquainting and befriending. I learned their cultural background and their family background and on that first day, I knew a handful of nice classmates.

           Fast forward to the second week of seventh grade and I already made new acquaintances which were really nice to me. On that second week we became close to each other and we were getting a lot louder, in a good way. We were getting to know each other more and our class was transforming into one.

           Third week and the few acquaintances I had, became my new friends. They were the nicest of friends that I can ever have. We shared stories, and told each other our background more elaborately.

           Then, a month was in, I became close to everyone and we made good memories. I ended up befriending all of them and knew that they were all nice and has a proper attitude. At the end, I learned that it may not be easy to choose friends at the start and it is hard to socialize with new strangers, but time will come, and a good friend will come at the right time and place.