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On the first day of high school, everyone dreads it. Olivier Hale your average I hate school nobody, but he hates it more than others but in a different way. He hated how the students were to each other. He hated that it was hell because unless you act or look a certain way no one cares. Or they care too much and bully the shit out of you.
Olivier shut his locker as he started to turn to walk away he ran into a boy his age. That he's never seen before.
The boy looked at Olivier, "Sorry didn't see you I'll get out your way."
Olivier smiled, "Your fine. I'm Olivier Hale and I'm guessing your new to town?"
The boy smiled back, "Will Byers. And yeah I'm new. My sister and I are looking for our lockers then meeting up for the first period."
Olivier smirked, "Need any help?"
Will looked down at his paper, "I'm locker 665."
Olivier laughed, "Right next to me at locker 666. Do laugh it's funny."
Will laughed at the teen's statement, "What grade are you in?"
Olivier danced around Will, "Freshman. 9th grade."
Will smiled, "So am I. Maybe I can start a new school year with a friend?"
Olivier put his arm on Will's shoulder, "Most definitely because I need friends too!"