Fan's POV:

Moving to a new school is hard. I dont know anybody here, and if feels like everyones eyes are all locked on me, judging my every movement. I dont know what they're thinking, but I just need to make a good impression.

I look around and spot someone standing alone against a wall. I approach her trying to strike up a conversation. She looks like some sort of tube filled with a green liquid.

"Hello! You look I am Fan!" I say awkwardly

I've already blown it, that sounded so dumb, I stumble over my words trying to correct myself.

She just laughs a little. "Are you new here?" "Um- yeah." I respond, still feeling extremely embarrassed. She holds out her hand for a handshake. "My name is Test Tube, Im assuming your name is Fan?" I nod and shake her hand. "Sorry." She looks at me a bit confused. "Sorry about what?" "The mixup with my words, Im just kinda nervous about meeting new people here." She smiles and says, "you dont need to be sorry, it happens to the best of us." I smile back at her.

The bell rings, and everyone starts heading to their classes. "Oh, guess we gotta get to class now," Test Tube says, "I'll cya later!" We wave to eachother before parting ways. I pull out my schedule and look at it. My first class is Orchestra.

"I never signed up for this, but ok." I stated while staring at the paper. Eventually I got to orchestra class and I saw several different people setting up instruments. One person in particular caught my attention. He was sitting at a piano and setting up some music sheets. He then started to play a piece of classical music, he was extremely talented.

I walked over to him.

"You're really good at that!" I exclaimed. He screamed and fell backwards in his chair and I covered my mouth. "Oh no im so sorry! I didnt mean to scare you-" I said feeling ashamed. "No no its fine!" I noticed he had a very high pitched voice. "I just didnt expect someone to pop up that suddenly."

I offered my hand out to him and helped pull him up. "Im Fan," I said shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you Fan! I'm Balloon!"

I released my grip from his hand. "Sorry again about scaring you, I just wanted to compliment you on your playing, you're very talented!" His eyes seemed to light up when I said that. "You really think so?" I nodded and a smile spread across his face. "Thank you! I dont get many compliments like that, not many people like me..." he said quietly.

"Why not?" I wondered. I couldnt see why people wouldnt like him, he seemed pretty nice. "Well last year I was kinda mean, I thought that was how I could become more noticed, but it kinda backfired." He stared at the ground looking ashamed. "Well you aren't mean anymore are you? Thats what matters!" I smiled at him trying to cheer him up a bit.

He smiled back. "So anyway, what instrument do you play Fan?" Balloon asked. I thought for a moment. "I actually dont know, I never signed up for this class so it came as a bit of a surprise to me."

Balloon stared at me for a bit. "Well you look like... a Cello kind of person!" He said happily. "That sounds pretty fun!" I exclaimed.

He started walking me over to the Cellos. "Now look what you did!" I heard someone yell. "Its not my fault you wanted to play something so dumb! Why couldnt we have just done band?!"

I looked over and saw someone arguing with... themself? I was a bit confused. "Thats YinYang, dont worry about them, they never get along." Balloon said. "Yin wanted to do orchestra and Yang wanted to do band, so they are always arguing about it." I saw that there was a broken violin at YinYang's feet.

"We have to pay for that you know!" Yin yelled. "Why couldnt you have just been patient Yang? You'll get your turn!" I just decided to ignore them arguing.

"Can you tell me more about some of the other people here?" I asked Balloon. "Um, sure I guess," balloon said, "theres Salt and Pepper, Pepper only joined because Salt did, theres Trophy, I dont really know why he joined but he did, theres YinYang, you already know about them, and then theres me! I joined because I really like classical music and theres a lot of that in orchestra!"

I looked around at the other people in the classroom. "This is a pretty small class." I said. Balloon laughed a bit. "Not as small as the Jazz class, theres only Three people in that one! I know that Lightbulb is in that class but i dont know the other two. But, Lightbulb is pretty nice! You should get to know her." Balloon said smiling.

Eventually I got my spot set up and I set up the cello. "I have no idea how to play this-" I said to myself. I examined the bow for a bit, and then place it against the cello strings. I play one note, and all of the strings on the bow fall off.

"Oh." I said feeling extremely embarrased. Balloon looked over and saw the predicament I was in, and immediately walked over. "Here, let me help." Balloon ran and grabbed a new cello bow for me, then helped get my hands in the right positions.

"You'll get better with time!" Balloon said before walking back over to his spot. I thanked him while he walked away and he gave me a thumbs up, then sat down.

Eventually class got out. Balloon walked over to me and we started talking to eachother. "What's your next class Fan?" Balloon asked. I pulled out my scheduel and looked at my next class. My next class was math.

"My next class is-" before I could finish my sentence the intercom came on. We went silent and listened.

Good morning students! We have an announcement. Picture day is in two days! Come prepared!

I stood there silently for a moment.

"Picture day??? But I just got here! Im not ready for this!" I exclaimed. "Dont worry! It will take a couple days!" Balloon says, "for some reason it takes at least a week to finish getting everyones pictures, our school is smaller so they call us up individually, but it takes longer."

I stood there confused. "It takes longer to finish picture day because there are less people? How does that make any sense?" I say. "I find it kind of weird too," balloon says. "But anyway we should probably get to class."

I nod in agreement. "Do you have math as well?" I ask. Balloon shakes his head. "No, I have-" suddenly Balloon's facial expression changes. "Um... are you ok Balloon?" I ask a bit concerned. I look over in the direction Balloon is looking and see someone walking over to us. "So, You didn't take sewing Balloon?" the person says before laughing. "You already know i'll pop if I take that class Nickel!" Balloon says angrily while he folds his arms.

Nickel. That must be the persons name. I stand there staring while they argue not really knowing what to do. Eventually I step in between them. "Um, how about we just get to class." I say. Nickel just stares at me. "And who are you exactly?" He says. "Oh, I'm Fan," I say awkwardly.

Nickel stares at me for a bit longer and then says, "why are you hanging out with ?" Nickel says referring to Balloon. Balloon just glares at him. I stand there awkwardly for a bit and say, "Um, well hes nice and-" "HAH! Nice? Yeah hes sooooo nice, he totally isnt an untrustworthy manipulative jerk." Nickel says sarcastically.

Balloon frowns and looks at the ground. "Hey dont be mean!" I say, "he IS nice! Why dont you just get to know him better!" I fold my arms and Nickel rolls his eyes. "Whatever. I dont want to stick around with him here." I watch as Nickel walks away and out of sight.

"You ok?" I ask Balloon. Balloon nods. "Yeah, sorry about him, he hates me." Balloon says still a bit upset. I pat his back. Then we hear the bell ring.

"Oh come on!" Balloon says sounding frustrated. "Now we're gonna be late." I look at him. "Hey dont worry, we can still get there." I say. Balloon nods and we wave to eachother as we part ways, and I make my way to math class.

I walk in and I see Test Tube sitting across the room. She waves and I wave back, then I go and sit by her.

I then feel someone poking my arm over and over. "Hey! Whats your name?" The person whispers. I look at her. "Um, my name is Fan." I whisper back. "Cool name! Mine is Lightbulb! Hey do you play any instruments?" She says.

"Well I just started playing the cello today." I said. "Cool! I play the saxophone, baritone saxophone to be exact, hey whats your favorite color? Mine's yellow! Is yours red? I would think yours is red because you're red, whats your favorite food? I hope its not crab because I have a pet crab haha! Hey are you-" Test Tube stops Lightbulb. "Maybe go a little easier on him for a bit, he's new and he's probably still nervous."

Lightbulb then apologizes and starts over saying everything very slow. I laugh a little. I can tell she is very bubbly and maybe a little hyper, but she seems nice. "Hey i'll have to introduce you to Paintbrush! They're really cool!" Lightbulb says excitedly.

"Yeah but maybe after class?" Test Tube groans sounding a bit annoyed. I then realize that I had gotten distracted by Lightbulb's talking and class had already started. I quickly grab a pencil and start writing down sections of the lesson.

I look over at Lightbulb who has now stopped talking. Shes drawing all over her paper and no work has really been done. "Need any help Lightbulb?" I ask. Lightbulb shakes her head and continues scribbling on her paper. I just shrug and go back to work.

Nothing much really happened after that, except for the fact that one of the other students started throwing paper airplanes at the teacher's head. Eventually the bell rings and we are all excused to our 3rd class.

No second sooner than I stand up from my seat, Lightbulb grabs my hand and runs out of the classroom over to a tall person over by the drinking fountains. She then lets go of my hand and tackles the person to the ground.

"Hi painty!" Lightbulb says ecstatically. This must be paintbrush. "Lightbulb! I was trying to get a drink!" Paintbrush hisses. "Who needs drinks when you have friends!" Lightbulb exclaims. Paintbrush rolls their eyes, stands up, then helps Lightbulb up.

Paintbrush then looks at me. "Who is this?" Paintbrush asks lightbulb. "This is Flat Face- I mean Fan! He's new here!" I stare at Lightbulb trying to ignore the fact that she called me 'Flat Face' and awkwardly wave to Paintbrush. Paintbrush awkwardly waves back.

"Sooooo, I'm gonna get a drink now." Paintbrush says before walking over to the drinking fountain again. Lightbulb has a huge grin on her face. They seem to be pretty good friends, even though Paintbrush seems to get annoyed easily.

"I think im gonna head to class now." I say before waving to them both and walking off to class. I get halfway through the hallway before i feel someone grab my shoulder.

I turn to look, and I see that it's the principal.

"Hello," he says. "I would like to talk to you for a bit."

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