Bennett stared at the clothes that littered his bed, or in other words his school uniform.
He could feel a bubble of excitement mixed with nerves flow through his body; would he be able to make friends in a world that wasn't fictional?
He couldn't even explain why he felt instantly at home when he had arrived in this small town.
"Mama, Papa. Give me strength." He muttered like a prayer; it was his new mantra now that he was living by himself in what was classified as the 'real' world.
It was extremely terrifying to face a new scholl in a new world; how would 'real' people treat him?
This was ridiculous!
The people that were in his world were completely true like his mom and dad.
He quickly found that the school appeared scary to him once he had arrived there; very few people lived in the dorms anymore.
He walked in to the ballet class, and tried to control his nerves.
He was told to introduce himself by the purple haired teacher.
"Hi! I'm Bennie, or I mean Bennett." He stuttered out; speaking in front of others had never been his strong suit.
A lot of the students in class burst in to laughter.
He watched an orange haired girl walk towards him.
"How about I give you the tour?" She asked; he noticed a well hidden look of sadness in her eyes.
He guessed that she felt sorry for him.
"What's your name?" He asked his unofficial tour guide.
"It's Felicia." She answered, beginning to toy with her pony tailed hair; her blue eyes were staring down at her hair.
He figured that she was very shy around boys.
"So are you allowed to leave class?" He asked, and worried that she would get in trouble for helping him.
"Yeah, the teacher's my aunt. I should be fine." Felicia answered.
"Thank you for what you did, Felicia." He told her.
"Your welcome." She answered before she tripped in to the grand school fountain.
