I walk down what seems to be
the longest hall in the school
as I look at the numbers
above the classroom doors

I am find the number I am looking for
stop
and peer into the room
through the little window
under the number
The teacher looks up from her book
and smiles

I smile back
and venture in
There is only
one seat in the entire room
left

I sit there
looking around the classroom
for a familiar face

I see no one
then my eyes
meet your eyes
the person next to me

We awkwardly smile and say hello
Neither sure
if they will be accepted by the other

I am your neighbor
and you are mine
for the rest of the semester
or until the teacher
changes the seating chart

After the hello's
there is nothing more
fading smiles
worried expressions
the bell rings

A new school year
A new class
New friends