Oh how I hate that nervous butterfly feeling.. but there it is.. again.. I walk into class, everyone is talking to their friends they have known for years.. and then it’s that uncomfortable silence. Moving from school to school, you get used to that sound. That all too familiar hush, only to be followed by the collective dull roar of barely audible murmurs between the desk. You can never quite tell what they are saying, but if there is one thing I know, it’s usually never very good. Just like clockwork, the teacher does her best to take control.. "Class..settle down.. everyone.. I would like you all to welcome PaintedBlue" <crickets> "Painted, you can have a seat right there.." pointing to the empty desk, third row from the back. The cute blonde in pig-tail braids with the stacked C cups gives me the "OMG" eyes. If I wasn’t so shy, I would flash these baby blue eyes in her direction and make her melt.. but it’s the first day. I gotta do my best to feel this school out a bit. The last thing a guy like me needs is to walk in here and start stepping on toes. "Painted.. would you please come up front and tell us all a little bit about yourself?" the teacher asks... masochist. Does she not realize where we are? Sure lady..how about I water board myself while I'm at it? I stand, alone.. isolated.. a sea of eyes upon me.. waiting for me to say the wrong thing and seal my fate in this world forever. "Hi.. I'm PaintedBlue.. I’m from the beaches of Florida.." "Do you have crabs?" barks the jock with the letterman jacket.. laughter erupts from the ranks. I can feel my face get a bit flush..I’m not a fighter, and have never been the alpha dog.. but my wit is second to none. "Nope, not yet, I have only been in town for 2 weeks, and your mother is a very busy woman." The class explodes with ooohs and ahhhs.. "Class.. quiet.." the teacher calls to deaf ears.. "So.. anyways.. yeah.. I am from Florida.. Crab Free, for now (looking at Jock Boy), I'm an artist. I paint.. sculpt..all kinds of things. I also write as a hobby. I can be a bit shy, so be sure to come say hi. " I make my way back to my seat.. this time the cute blonde gives me a smile. I think I'm gonna like it here after all.