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"This is John," said Mr Turner. The boy standing next to him was tall, with a friendly face. I noticed Adam and Chen give each other the thumbs (大拇指) up. That meant they were going to invitehimto join the cool group. They smiled at him and he smiled back.
Mr Turner always gave new students a buddy with the same hobbies as them. I was sure he wouldn't choose me. I wasn't one of the cool kids.
"Hyun, I want you to be John's buddy this term," said Mr Turner. Me? I couldn't believe my ears! Everyone in the class looked in my direction. Adam and Chen even looked unhappy.
John walked over to my desk and sat down beside me. He smiled at me. "Hello," he said in a confident voice.
"Hello," I replied, not looking at him.
All morning I could feel the boys in the cool group looking angrily at me, but John didn't seem to notice.
Finally the bell rang for a break. I had butterflies in my stomach. I knew that Adam and Chen were going to make fun of me in front of John, and that John would decide that he'd rather be buddies with them.
Sure enough, as soon as we got outside, Adam and Chen swaggered (大摇大摆地走) up to us.
"Mr Turner says you're a good basketball player, John," said Adam. "How'd you like to play with us at lunch break? Hyun doesn't know anything about basketball."
"No thanks," said John. "I'd rather play chess with Hyun, if he doesn't mind. Mr Turner says he's an excellent player."
I was walking on air as John and I crossed the playground. I remembered the saying we learnt in class about not judging (判断) a book by its cover. I completely misjudged John.
