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Baxter the bunny was filled with anxiety as his 

mother hopped him to school. "But what if they 

don't like me?" Baxter fretted. "What's not to 

like?" his mother said in an urbane tone.

It was Baxter's first day at his new school in 

Hopville. Making friends was the only things 

on his mind. The problem was, making friends 

wasn't exactly Baxter's forte.

When he and his mother arrived to school they were greeted 

by Baxter's new teacher, Miss Twinkle. "Well hello", she 

said, "You must be Baxter! Go ahead and hop on into the 

class!" Baxter just blushed and waved goodbye to his mother.

When Baxter saw the classroom his eyes were luminous. 

At his old school the classrooms weren't nearly this big! 

Little bunnies just like Baxter were hanging up their 

carrots for lunch under their name tag. They were all 

little dynamos.

As the bell rang, Baxter found the 

process of finding his name tag 

interminable so he found a seat. "Good 

morning class!" Miss Twinkle Beamed. 

Baxter saw quickly that his mentor's 

pedagogy was energetic.

Baxter looked around the room for bunnies that might 

qualify as future friends. There was a bunny with the 

name "Ralph" on his name tag with a Batman notebook. 

Baxter loved Batman!

Miss Twinkle gave a math lesson for the day. But Baxter 

couldn't even focus, he had a friend to make! But how 

would he do it? He came to the conclusion that he had to 

rely on his tact.

The lunch bell rang and all the little 

bunnies went bouncing out of the room. 

Baxter tried to catch up to Ralph, but he 

was out of the room too fast! In the 

lunch room Baxter couldn't find him, so 

he sat alone.

As Baxter ate his lunch, he contemplated 

on his situation. "Oh, I'll never make any 

friends!" Baxter mumbled. All he wanted 

was a pal, but he was too afraid to talk 

to any of the bunnies.

When lunch was over Baxter hopped his saddened 

self back to the classroom. As he entered the door 

he heard a shriek. "My notebook! Someone has 

taken my notebook!" It was Ralph.

The little bunny looked so distraught. "What's 

going on Ralph?" Miss Twinkle asked. "My 

notebook! It's gone!" Ralph cried again. "Well 

Hunter was the last one out of the room!" said 

a little bunny with an accusing pointed paw.

"Hunter did you take Ralph's notebook?" asked 

Miss Twinkle. "I'd never take anything!" cried 

Hunter. "Well we need to get on with our 

lesson." Miss Twinkle said. Ralph just let a tear 

run down his cheek and capitulated.

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