Campbell’s POV
Searching through the labyrinth halls of Degrassi was one of the hardest things I could have ever encountered in my life. Every door seemed like the wrong turn and every face showed a dull, unhelpful expression. French 1 was my destination but it seemed impossible to even ask for help. I glanced down the halls to see if I could find anyone who looked like they could help. Without any noticeable help, I decided to continue looking at my schedule. I hadn’t noticed that my feet were walking until I crashed into someone, knocking their books down. Before even looking up I immediately rushed down to the floor to pick up the dropped items. Standing back up I handed the books to a girl with a thin lined smile. Avoiding eye contact I made my way back down the hall. Realizing the actions of my stupidity I turned back around embarrassed and asked the girl for help.
“Do you know where room 123 is? Im new here, and I can’t find anything.” I felt my cheeks get hot.
“I’m going the same way, you can follow me.” The girl replied with a shaky voice.
I followed behind her.
Maya’s POV
French 1 this year is going to be a disaster. I am determined to make this semester a good one. With the new no uniform rule everyone had their own fashion sense, and here I was wearing my panda shirt. I let out a sigh and thought to myself;
My nails need to be cut..
I felt a hard bump against my back and before I could stop my hands my books jerked to the floor. Before I even had the chance to bend down to get my books they were already being handed to me by a brown-haired boy. He stood up and apologized and continued to walk away.
Weird.. I thought to myself. Before I could finish another thought he turned around and headed towards me.
“Do you know where room 123 is? Im new here, and I can’t find anything.” The browned-haired boy said. I looked up into his eyes, they were big and brown, and they seemed to sparkle just a bit. Before even thinking I blurted out “I’m going the same way, you can follow me.”
Third Person POV
Campbell and Maya were an odd pair. They walked to French 1 together and took their seats. Campbell sat far in the back, isolating himself from the rest of the class, while Maya confidently took a seat in the front row. Campbell’s eyes were focused on Maya the whole class. The abrupt second period bell shook his train of thought, and his gaze. Campbell walked to his next class and Maya did the same.