The decission i never cribbed about...

On my first day to my new school, I was extremely apprehensive. I had no idea of how I’d find the people and most importantly, of how they’d find me. As I entered the class the first time my first three impressions about them disappointed me the most:
a) English- it’s nothing more than the chapters in our text book. (and forget about vocabulary!)
b) Common sense- oh! What bird is that?
c) I love Imran Hashmi and Himesh Reshamiya
I could bare the first two but not the last one. Speaking against those two people would start a severe riot in the class. And when I spoke to them in english at first they started looking at me like some weird sea creature! Sad and disappointed I sat by myself in a corner of a class with a silly looking girl. Later I was told by my classmates that she has a habit of slitting her wrist when she is depressed (which happens every alternate day.) I had only one fear inside me…what if she gets too depressed and slits my wrist instead of hers??? Weird thoughts like this started brewing up inside my mind. I knew I had to find another place to sit!!!
At the end of the day, mom came to pick me up from school. She asked me how my day was. And I told her about every single thing that happened (including the riots!) I felt like I was put in a zoo, full of crazy and ill-mannered creatures, with only one difference…none of them were put in a cage. Day 2 passed, day 3 did and so did day 4. All of them seemed worse. Not even a single moment made me feel good. I had no clue that I would find I friend for life that day! When I was coming back home I saw one girl in the bus. She looked like my age. Decently dressed. And most of all she looked sensible. I was apprehensive to go and speak to her. My mom literally pushed my out of seat. I went and spoke to her.
“Tamilian?” she questioned me. “Yes. And you?” I asked. “me too.” I spoke next “Hi I am Pavithra.” she replied “Hi I am Sandhya.”