Some students notice me, but they don't come and talk to me. My mom put my schedule in my backpack, so I pulled it out. Math, Mr.Sandres, R-19. My first class. I was to shy to talk to anyone and I didn't know where this class was. Soon enough I said that I was lost. I looked around and saw people walk away from me. After three seconds of worrying, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was a group of six girls, three that looked the same and three that looked different than each other. "Are you lost?", one of the different ones said, "If you are we can help." The three girls that looked the same walked away laughing at them. I looked at the girl and nodded my head. She slightly took the schedule out of my hands, "Mr.Sandres? That's where we're heading,",the other two girls tugged on her shirt, " Oh, come on. We better hurry to class. By the way, I am Sandra. What's your name?"As we walked to class I told her, "Amanda Kean.", she smiled at me, " Er, Sandra who were the other three girls?" She looked at me with wide eyes, " The THE Girls. I don't even know their names and we've hung with them since third grade! Their triplets, that's the only solid information I know.Here we are." The class room was average size with about twenty students in there, including us. The lesson was something I learned at my old school. We did a few worksheets and last he assigned homework. After class the other two girls that were with Sandra introduced them selves, " I am Kaycee and this is Lauran." I introduced myself, but then the THE Girls wanted trouble. I knew to, because Sandra had pudding on her head.