"Stupid motherfucking uniform" I mumbled to myself as I walked to English on my own. I would give anything to be in a pair of black skinny jeans, a Misfits hoodie and my skeleton gloves but because I go to a catholic school so I have to wear a uniform. I also can't wear any of my piercing, which sucks. As I went into the room and I saw our class seating plan on the board, I found that I didn't have to sit next to anyone. I'm a very introverted person so I prefer my own company, not that I don't like having someone to talk to, it's I never know how to get close to someone.
"Okay class, this term we will be pairing up with Belleville High School to do a letter exchange. Each of you will be partnered up with a student from the other senior English class. Today you will be picking your partners out of a hat." I zoned out until I hear my name being called to go and pick a name out of the hat. As I walked up to the front, I could feel my hands begin to sweat and shake. I put my hand into the bag and pulled a piece of paper out; I took a deep breath and looked down at the name. My heart stopped then started beating 10x the normal pace. I vaguely heard the teacher ask me what the paper said. I mumbled a reply of "G-Gerard Way." Then fainted.