The new kid

As I walked into school with my bag on back and my hair pulled tightly back in to a long pony tail, I saw people standing in there friends group I walk past them with my head down staring at my shoes trying not to draw to much attention to my self. I find an empty bag hook and look around the class room soon the teacher meets with me and puts me with a buddy by the look of her face she just wanted to go back to her twister game. She took me over to her friends I sat there and watch them play I felt very left out and unwelcome. At lunch I used courage and went at sat with someone who was sitting by them self she showed interest in me we are now best friends.