Never Too Late

Chapter One

I'm so bored!! Why does science have to be so freaking annoying and hard? It makes absolutely no sense! It would possibly help if I paid attention and didn't goof off with my friend Leigh... It's just a show though. I'm not happy I just don't want anyone to be able to tell how I'm feeling. I've learnt to build up a wall, put a mask on so to speak. If both are up no one can get threw and I'm safe, well safer. One person has managed to get threw without even knowing or trying, Andrew is is name. He's adorable, he has blondish hair and brown eyes. I just want to run my hands threw his hair, alright that sounds creepy... No creepiness intended... He's a year younger than me, is 15 and a sophomore. Doesn't bother me though, love is love right? Not that he'd ever notice me... One day I'm hoping I'll say hi. But why bother saying hi when I know I won't get any further?

I mean. I'm not pretty at all. I have boring brown hair that I dye blonde sometimes. I like it better that way. I have boring brown eyes with glasses. And lets say I'm not thin. I think I am fat and starve myself sometimes but thats beside the point... If you don't eat, you don't gain weight and you lose some. I hate my body and I hate my life. Sometimes I wonder, will anyone actually miss me? I doubt it, I'm just a worthless piece of crap that doesn't have a purpose in life. I just want to leave, but Andrew he makes me feel, feel more than the hate, and sadness then I always feel. We have never talked and I love him, he's my true love no matter if I don't get to have him. I just don't deserve him.

"MARIE!!!!!"

"Huh what??!!"

"The bell rang time for gym." Leigh said

"O, okay"

God do I hate gym, getting changed into gym clothes with a bunch of girls that I'm sure are judging me, and I have to wear pants and a long sleeve shirt it sucks! I hate it. My sleeve rose one day and I almost freaked. I'm so paranoid about my cuts showing.

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Thank God gym is done! On to band. I HATE band, I hate playing the clarinet. I never practice either and that's probably why I suck at it... The only good thing is that Andrew is in band, he plays the Saxaphone.

He is literallty the best thing that every happened to me. He may not know I exist, but he has a smile that lights up my world. He makes me feel like the old Marie, not the one who is just a ghost of a person.

I seriously hate band, but it was great we had a sub so we just had a studyhall.Which was good I guess, I mean I just sat in the back listening to music and writing and drawing a little. If anyone saw my pictures or writings I would be dead.

God does my wrists hurt, I think I cut a little too deep last night. I look around making sure no one was around and when I saw no one was there, I lifted my right sleeve up to look at my cuts. They are pretty bad, I have to clean them when I get home I made a mental note. As I was pulling my sleeve down I looked up and caught someone's eye, which happened to be Andrew's.

"Shit" I muttered to myself as I rip my sleeve down covering my secret. I pretend that I didn't notice anything and went back to writing and humming to my music. However all I could think of is that I am definitely in for it tonight, I need to be punished for being so stupid to pull my sleeve up.

All I could think is Damn Damn Damn You're so stupid!!

I felt pressure of someone sitting down next to me. I looked up and saw.....

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AUTHOR"S NOTE: What does everyone think? Should I continue? It doesn't seem like many people are actually reading it. Please let me know thanks byeee