Wade Friesen
Wade now started to open his laptop waiting for the theater prof. to show up. He was not doing bad on battery life as he had about 80% left. He opened up his twitter, posting his little thing he wanted to say and some hashtag phrases. Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook were just some of the things that people were into at this high school. He did not have a good enough phone to do instagram, but he figured he wouldn't die if he doesn't have one. He then went to a shopping site to look at some more gear for himself, regular clothes, fitted new era caps, even new soccer cleats. He was amused at all the new things he was finding online.
Wade checked back behind him every so often to see if Emma walked into the theater. No sign of her. I hope that the girl wasn't causing too much trouble for Emma. "She can handle herself, I think." Wade said to himself, as he scrolled down another guys attire website. He was sorta okay with the fact that nobody else was sitting next to him. He did not really want to be involved with the theater kids all bunched together into their giant group in the first few rows. Still showing some nervousness, he opened another tab on his laptop to his blog site, Tumblr - since it seems that another teacher was going to be late again - and began writing his blog about the first day being back at school.
"...Feels good 2 be bak and not as a measly lil freshman trying to find everything again. I met some new people especially a new girl from the country parts. She's supposedly into theater, so hopefully she helps me out in the acting world. Cant wait for soccer to begin to see the guys again and some of the newbies...." He kept typing on.