Anival carried all of the papers in his bookbag, he had come into the country about a year ago, and he had been drawn to this school. He looked around, and saw many people, alot of them talking in groups, or standing in line, he did see a few off by themselves. He guessed they were new like him. He went to the first line, ready to start the long and boring process of matriculation.
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