It was the first day back at  school. The Summer had'nt been the best for me, since my parents split up. You might be thinking that I would be glad to go back to school, but no. I was the weirdo. I was what you could call the loner. I had never made friends. I was misunderstood. I sat on my own at lunch.Everyone whispering about me, yet they ignored me. Even the teachers thought I was weird, saying behind my backs that I was 'an odd child'. Everyone thought my clothes were wierd, but i liked them. They were unique. They were me. I sat down at the back of the class. I was normally silent, well, come to think of it, I was always silent. I never spoke, unless a teacher asked me a question, but I  responded very quietly. After the lesson, the teacher asked me to stay in the class while everyone else went to the cafeteria. She asked me how everything was. I said very quietly fine. She then changed the subject. "So. I see you don't take that much interest in the people in the classes you go to." i shrugged. I prefered it on my own. Everyone seemed too enthusiastic, or too preppy or smart for my liking. I wanted someone who shared my interests. No one was like me in that school. "Do you do any after school hobbies? Do you have any friends there?" I shook my head. We could'nt afford to get the grocerys, let alone let me go to places after school. I hated when teachers quizzed me like this. It was so awkward, and I just wanted food. "Okay. Do you have any friends outside of school?" asked the teacher. That was it. I lost it. "Look! I don't have any friends, and i like it that  way! LEAVE ME ALONE!" To Be continued. Please leave a comment!

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Someone reply!!

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Great so far! Hope you write more soon!  I just have one tiny thing to suggest; use another opener instead of 'I'. You could put an opener and then I, that way you could be getting 'ly' and 'ing' openers in there.  Apart from that, great story; hope to read more soon   ~Jiminy~ 

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Thank you! I will use this advice!

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"classicalmusicisepic" wrote:

Thank you! I will use this advice!

Np, glad I could help you    ~Jiminy~ 

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This is good Cant wait to see more :P -Millie

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  Thanks guys! Okay, so here it goes! She looked stunned. We both were. I was shocked that I did that. She had barely heard be speak, let alone scream. "You can go now." She said with a squeak and I walked out into the cafetirea. Somehow or another, word had got around that I had roared at the teacher. I did'nt care. I did'nt like anyone, so why bother with them. I sat quietly sipping my milk until lunch was over. Suddenly, I realised that people had streched the story. That I had hit Mrs. Lennon. Now that made me angry. I stayed quiet though. Roaring out like I did and hour before was not me. I was the silent one. The one with all her feelings bottled up inside. I was already avoided at school, but now i was now invisible. No one spoke to me, no one looked at me but people talked and gossiped about me. I hated those days of my life. Every day wasted. Every day ignored. One day I was walking to school, when someone called my name. I did'nt look up, since my name was very common then. "Ciara! Hey, Ciara!" Then suddenly a boy with dark hair ran over to me. I regignized him.He was my best friend from my last school! Jake! I had been in a school before, and he was my only friend. That was 4 years ago. We had lost touch, but we would regicnize eachother anywhwere. I was a loner then, but not as badly as this. He gave me a smile. I smiled and gave him a hug. We had missed eachother badly. We talked all the way to school. We smiled and waved. That was the first good day of that school. To be continued! Please reply!

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Yay! You updated! *is happy* This is very good! More please -Millie

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Great! Amazing so far!  Can't wait 'til you write more   ~Jiminy~ 

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Thanks guys! I really Apreciate the feedback!!! okay, here's some more! That day was good. For once, I think that was the first time i smiled. I did'nt sit alone at lunch. I had Jake. I was happy. He was happy. We were both outcasts in our last school, and, well, we clicked. We were practiclly the same. We loved anime, we supported emos, we had some problems, but most of all we were passionate about art. We painted every day at break. We painted everything outside. The trees, the people at the benches, eachother, or even the carpark. I was happy then. Nothing could bring me down. or so I thought. I'm sorry that was oly a little bit, but I will post more tomorrow!

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