A/N: Hey everyone, so this story is set in the time when Kaiden was in primary school, think about in year 6. You, recently moved from Tryllin to this place as your parents were offered new jobs.
I wanted to do a story that was set before he Kaiden was enrolled at Akarnae, to give a little insight on his junior primary years.
I am not Lynette Noni.
A seat partner:
This town, I've moved here quite recently, just in time for the start of a new school year. I haven't acquainted myself with anyone around here, in the small time I've been in this area. School is coming up soon, I'm not exactly looking forward to it. I've…never had too many friends in my life, aside from a few close friends that eventually moved away. I'm especially awkward and not the most social person in the world. My parents often say how I should make new friends in this town when school starts. I'll try my best for them, but I can't guarantee anything. My nature just isn't great for that sort of thing. It's only been a week since I moved here, and now I'm getting ready for school.
The beginning of the year, the hardest time for me at school. No friends, no anything. Today, as I step into class, not many people are present, not even the teacher has arrived yet. "Ah, am I this early...?" I mumble to myself, quietly dusting the snow off my coat as I check the clock above the chalk board. I scan my eyes through the room, observing small details as I pace down the classroom and looking on the desks, I notice name tags.
Oh great, a seating arrangement, I think to myself as I search for my spot. Aha, there it is!
'Jennifer Miller'
I set my things down and then sit in my chair, resting my head on the table. The seats are arranged in two desk pairs, and on the desk beside me, I see the name 'Kaiden James.' I don't pay much mind to it. Slowly, as time passes, the chairs in the room begin to fill up, as does the one next to me. My seat partner just so happens to be a boy, he has dark brown hair, and an almost unamused expression on his face. His outfit is like a mini tan trench coat, and earmuffs are wrapped around his neck. As he begins to take off his jacket, a solid black turtle neck in revealed. It's quite nerdy, I think to myself.
He glances towards me before settling down. Should I strike up a conversation? The few friends I had from my old school were female, so I never really talked much with guys, but if one is my seat partner, then I suppose I have somewhat of no choice. Just as I'm about to muster up the courage to say something, the teacher enters the room and instructs all the children who are not seated to find their place. So much for starting a conversation.
As class starts, I readily pay attention to the board. The teacher, his name is 'Will Adkins'. He explains to us that we'll be doing a "get to know your seat partner better" thing for today, since it is the first day. This does shoot a jolt of anxiety up through my body. I'm not ready, not now. Why can't we just talk to each other of our own accord? Nearly every first day is like this, so why am I surprised? Almost immediately, the blonde boy next to me turns his head to look in my direction. Thus the activity begins.