Just as I was searching for Class 204, I saw a very

familiar back of someone. Golden blond hair. It was number 7!

He's in the same school as me?! Oh my god! I felt a gush of excitement rush up my spine

Hey, wait a moment, but I am not even sure whether I am in the right school or rather, if I was in the right place or not...

I look number 7. Why was his long pants not the same colour as my skirt's colour?

Oh, maybe I'm in the wrong school. His pants is grey, but my skirt is green... Big mistake!

What a klutz I am...

Well well... what do I do now then...

Shall I go up to him and ask him how to get out of this damn stupid school?

Er... like "Hello, may I know how I..."

Argh... nonono, seems so stupid,

or should I say "HEy, nice hair!" Grr!!

sounds wierd

Finally, I summoned all my courage and went towards him.

Me: Excuse me

07: Yes?

he sounded not very approachable... I suddenly felt like I had comitted a great mistake by approaching him.

Me: Erm... Can I know what school this is?

07: You're wearing the school uniform with the school badge on and you don't know the name of this school?

Oh...eh? that means I'm in the right school then, AWESOME ! On with the next question!

Me: Oh... sorry... where is Class 204 then?

07: There.

He pointed to a class with the 203 tag tag on it.

Me: Nono, I mean 204, not 203.

07: Class 204 and 203 swapped places, alright? Only the sign haven't change.

Yoyo: Oh... thanks. Why are you standing outisde?

07: Because the teacher doesn't like my hair colour.

me: Oh... I see...

I wanted to talk to him more, but he doesn't seem happy to continue, so I hurried into my new class.
we are classmates! i cheered silently.