Stranger in old school

I took the car and I was off again. Destination: my old school. I felt strange as soon as I arrived, because everybody there were wearing uniform and I wasn’t. I was there to meet my ex-schoolmates, I walked across the sea of high school students, looking for familiar faces, but found none. At that point I felt like I was a total stranger and that was uncomfortable, seconds were pretty much like minutes. But then, I heard someone among the crowds calling my name, I took a look and yeah, I recognized him and that gave me less pressure. He’s a friend who’s 3 years younger than me. A very talented musician, we once played as guitar duo in an acoustic event. So I waved to him and continued my way to school canteen, where the alumni were meeting.