Nielle watzed on it to the cafeteria, telling himself, as he clutched his disgustingly loaded boritio, that he was going to sit with a group of people he did not know and make friends. He was determained to vanquish his loner status.
Instead, he smiled at the group of peopulor kids, then walked right by and sat down at an empty table.
Chicken, his inner voice taunted.
Instead, he smiled at the group of peopulor kids, then walked right by and sat down at an empty table.
Chicken, his inner voice taunted.