Piece of trash
Blue and Tammy stood outside the slightly decrepit building, hands clasped in each other's, and stared.
"It's a bit...uh...old..." The former pointed out, unsure of what to say.
"Well...I suppose it's because no-one's been here for ages," the latter span round to look at her partner, eyes suddenly shining, "just think! We're the first people to set foot here for 150 years! Just think of all the old feet that stepped here...I wonder who they belonged to! Maybe they were just like us!"
"Ok, can we not talk about old feet? We're about to start our new school! Don't ruin this for me Tam!"
"Ugh, fine. Ooh - ooh - I wonder what our classmates will be like! Maybe they'll be all mean and stuck-up, ooh, or maybe they'll be like me-"
"Well, we're about to find out. Look." Blue pointed down the steps behind them at the other students arriving. They couldn't quite see how many there were yet, because the fog obscured their figures, but there was definitely more than one coming.
((you can add as much description about the school as you want btw, it's all up to you what it looks like because I'm not the best at that heh))