As i walk in a am startled with noises of loud rowdy highschoolers. Just yesterday i remember me sitting in my seventh grade class when I am pulled out of class and told that i am to now go to highschool. So ya this a big change. The big thing I wanna do is be like Rachel berry or Quin Fabray
sadly i am twelve. So I must work hard and my love for artie doesnt help either. I walk straight into the room interupting a lesson on the board I read hip hop.
me: Hi I am Rosemary jefferson call me Rose or Mary preferably Rose or RM
At this point I realize that I was blabbering.
Will: Welcome. I am mr.schuester....
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