All right. Here's what happened:
I'm really low in school popularity system. I'm not one of those people who like school and pore over books every day, but I do like to learn things. But interesting stuff, like who invented the guitar, or how we use algebra in real life.
My favorite class of all is music. I LOVE to play guitar and the saxophone. They're my two favorite instruments.
It's the beginning of 7th grade, and it's torture. I like to be in school to learn new things, but I hate it for the people who are in it. No one talks to me except the one person who sits with me at lunch. Not ever, ever since I got into 6th grade. People who I thought were my friends left me for other people. I had one best friend, though. Her name was Isabella. But she moved to Nevada in 5th grade. Which left me all alone.
Ok, enough with my friendship troubles. I still need to tell you the story.
It all started when I bumped into a girl named Sabina.
Let me take you back then.
