I was back at school starting my junior year which was also my second year at Rutland High. I had to make some changes to my personality since I wasn’t going to deal with people’s crap. My fortress wasn’t going to become a thing, but I had to make sure that I would go through with its namesake wherever I went.
There was the typical classes such as English, math, and history which were fine, I guess. I didn’t expect too much given that it was the first day and all.
While I was walking down the hall, I had my tunnel vision going on as not to make any eye contact going on with anyone. Not looking sad, but not looking happy either.
As I walked forward, I went straight for my school’s orchestra and grabbed my violin.
Let’s see what happens.
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