![]() I lock myself into my locker and straight out bawl. I land on my stomach and begin to fill out sob and grab my things and run to my locker. See, you can't sing! Pathetic! He says and just drops me. I-I c-can sing, b-but- BUT what? The guy interrupts. Aw, you can't sing! Have you gone mute? He asks and he starts laughing. I SAID SING! He shouts and all that can be heard of me is a cry. I try so I can be put down, but not a sound comes out of my throat. ![]() He picks me up by my tail and I drop all of my stuff. Oh look! There's the new girl! Hey, tell you what? If she sings, I'll give her 10 bucks! The same guy from before says. The class ends and I walk out of the classroom. Don't say that! I'm sure she can sing wonderfully! Now! Open page 34 in your text books! The teacher says and I open up said page. Oh look! She's shy! Maybe she can't sing! A guy says and the class begins laughing. ![]() I feel a tear rolling down my cheek, but I wave slightly towards the scary teenagers. Hello class! Today we have a new student, her name is Y/N and she is also a chipmunk! She says and EVERYONE looks at me. but of course, not in the way I expected it to. I sit down in the back of the classroom and the lesson starts. I try not being seen by them or the people around them, successfully of course. I hope you'll have a great time here! She says as I walk out and try to find my locker.Īs I walk into my first lesson I see just what I dreaded to see. Well, here is your planner and your things have already been put in your locker, 475, she says and hands me the paper with all the lessons. I jump onto the desk and look at the creepy dolls beside me. If you would follow me please, she says and we walk into a room. I come into the office and the principal walks in. I try not to get smushed by all the humans walking around. I walk in the huge doors and try to run towards the principals office, just like I had memorized when I came to visit a couple of weeks ago. and it would only get worse now that I begin the same school as them. well, I wish, but sadly, that's not the case. This is a request! You know who you are! Hope you like it!īeing a talking chipmunk is only special because people think you're a part of the Chipmunks.
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