"A pronoun replaces the name of a person, place, object or idea in a sentence..."
We're in the middle of the class, but here I am reading a book that is not connected to our lesson for today.
I'm busying myself when someone throws into my head a fucking crumpled piece of paper. I stared at the paper on the floor after it hit my head. I do not bother myself to look around and to fight to someone who throws it in my head that do not have a brain like a normal human. Someone who threw it has a crumpled paper brain.
I back my eyes in the book I was reading earlier, but someone threw a crumpled paper in my head again.
I closed my eyes to calm down. I don't want to talk to anyone. Just do your things. Andie, you don't need to argue with someone who's brain is like a crumpled paper.
"Okay, class dismissed. Thank you for today! " Ms. Westley stated, but no one bothered to respond to her.
I'm busy organizing my things when someone bumped into me. That's why the books that I was holding fell to the floor.
I stared at my books on the floor without looking at the person who bumped into me.
I heard the footsteps and the mad voice of Ms. Westley, it looks like she's lecturing those people who bumped me. She picked up the book for me and handed it to me.
I looked at her.
She smiled at me, but I didn't smile back, just like my classmates did when she ended her class for today.
"You always let someone bully you. Andie, you're a grown up girl. I know that it's bad to fight back against those people, but you should protect yourself. "
I nodded and left the room without saying a word to Ms. Westley. Just like what I said. I don't want to talk to anyone.
"Andie!!"
I tried to walk faster than I could so the voice couldn't stop me, but she grabbed my hand and smiled at me. She's so energetic as always.
She has curly long hair colored by brunette. She's Millie Anderson, the social butterfly of our campus,
She really wants everyone to be her friend, but I'm the only exception. Why? Because I never talk or say any word to her. My classmates never heard my voice, and my teachers tried unsuccessfully to hear me speak in class.
"Are you going somewhere? Can I join you? You walk so fast, "she said while breathing heavily.
"Ms. Satorini."
I looked at my back because of the voice that called my name.
"We're leaving. Your dad said that you need to be in the house by 5 pm." My driver explained.
I nodded and removed my arm from Millie's grip. She was shocked by what I did because I never acted that way in front of her, even though I never talked to her. I still let her go with me to whatever place I went.
Millie is a nice human, but I really hate social interaction.
B is my favorite letter but the first letter in the alphabet is my most favorite.
B for Boredom and A for Alone.
