“How can I make Friends? Smile Right! SMILE,” I mumbled to myself.
I secretly hoped that somebody would be sitting next to me so that I could have some friends.
However ,nobody in class really put in an effort know new people.
A middle-aged man walked to the front of class.
He looked like Albus Dumbkedore without the long beard or the wand.
“Good morning ,” the peofessor greeted us while handing out the course syllabus.
I read every word carefully because I wanted to make sure that I understood everything.
“You need to have a ninety-two percent or above in order to get an A in my class,” said the professor.
“Seriously? No way! A Asian Muggle will not be able to make it,” I told myself.
I only needed an eight percent or above in order to get an A in most of my classes in Thailand.
“I am never going to make this grade,”
I continued mumbling to myself .