As I raced out of the hallway, little did I know that I was going to bump into my worst nightmare. Principal Wither was the name of the worst person you 'll ever meet; he had eyes of flame and turned into a beast if you even had the guts to even set foot near. At the this very second, he started to form words as my heart rapidly pulsed. "And where do you think you're going Fletcher?" My heart was screaming; l wanted to escape this conversation, but I had to say to respond before his impatience rose. " I'm to my 2nd period." I answered as I gulped. He looked at me in disgust and then ended this chat. " I'm keeping my eye on you Fletcher...I don't trust students like you in my halls." I'm not sure what happened, but I found myself zooming away from him. I finally made it to Biology with a sign of relief.
Mr. Peterson was typing away on his computer, as only I was the first student to enter his class. Everyday, I sit in the very back of his class so I want be noticed by anyone. Sometimes I even forgets that I'm in his class rooster. All of a sudden Kaitlyn Harris and her clique walk into class staring at me. She chuckled to herself and formed words, "Oh, it's Olivia...wow I didn't know you were in this class....hm I don't think anyone knew since you're soo invisible." I wanted to strangle her soo bad and throw out of the window, but then Mr.Peterson would've had me expelled. But to top it all off, the entire class flooded the room with talking and laughter. Mr.Peterson suddenly began to get irritated and stood up from his desk. "EVERYONE BE QUIET!",He stormed as people froze in their tracks and sat down,"Since you all think you can barge in my classroom with commotion, I want you to write a 5 page essay about the phases of cell cycle! It's due at the end of class!" Everyone groaned and pouted at that moment. Honestly I didn't care, because I love to write anyways. Later on, 2nd period finally ended. I didn't get to finish my 5th page , but I don't think Mr.Peterson points. I lied my paper on his desk and walked out of his class towards to bathroom. Finally reaching inside the restroom, I stared at the tall mirror and examined all my characteristics. Standing in front of mirror was a average girl her with light blue eyes. Her blond hair was in a long braid, and her lips forms a frown. That was me, Olivia Fletcher; known to be the girl that nobody likes or notices. I unraveled my braid as my blonde straight hair, turned into ringlets. "What is she doing here?" A familiar voice interrupted the silence. I turned to look over and i caught my eye staring at Kaitlyn the witch and her minions. She had a huge grin painted across her face. I realized that they were slowly walking towards me as if they were about to attack. Like usual, I didn't stand up for myself or speak up. "Since the girl doesn't want to greet us, let's teach her some manners!" Kaitlyn the witch exclaimed to her slaves. Surprisingly enough, a random girl walked into the bathroom. She gave a dead look at Kaitlyn and turned to look at me. She had magenta colored hair and her eyes were a foggy blue color. "Is she bothering you?" She questioned as she was walking slowly towards me. I knew my expression looked puzzled, considering the fact that I wasn't responding. She turned to Kaitlyn and yelled,"Leave her alone, can't you see that you're harrasing her!?" Quickly, Kaitlyn and her henchmen ran out of the bathroom and with scarred looks on their faces.
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Teen Fiction15 year old, Olivia Fletcher starts her first year attending Weastley High. As nice as she is, Olivia doesn't get the respect that she deserves. In the meantime, a new student in Olivia's first period seems to have a certain curiousity for her. Will...