Lost

Chapter 1 Middle School

Chapter 1 Middle School

Back in middle school, I was one of those kids who didn't belong; a misfit. I didn't even have a friend in school that I could talk to. Everyone avoided me, but there were a couple of girls who would walk up to me and purposely insult me in front of the entire school. They made fun of me, called me names, trashed my locker, but I ignored it all. The leader of all those girls was Selena, a girl who had always hated me. For some reason, she started to pick on me since first time we met. She was popular, while I wasn't. She had friends, I didn't. She made sure that my life in middle school sucked.

Later, I found out that she saw Sam talking to me and she got jealous. She claimed that the moment she saw Sam, it was love at first sight. 'Gross!' I thought. It was the fact that she thinks that she 'loved' Sam that completely grossed me out. Even if all the girls died, the idea of Sam and Selena makes the bile rise in my throat and Sam had concurred.

My parents were often traveling, so they knew little about my school life. My brother, who was a year older than me, always tried to protect me, but that didn't prevent anything. We didn't share any classes. His classes started earlier, his lunch period was one ahead of mine, and he was dismissed earlier than I was. Sam gave out warnings, but no one cared. Sam's friends even told him to stay away from me, not knowing that I was his sister. They never understood why Sam was always defending me and Sam never said anything to them.

I had made Sam promised not to mention anything about our relationship to his friends, despite his arguments. I told him that I wanted a life that belonged to myself, and not one that relied on my brother's popularity to be liked by my classmates. There were many times when he tried to step in and reveal our relationship, but I would always take my leave before he could say anything. I knew he would follow me because he didn’t want me to be alone. The more that Sam stood up for me, the worse my treatment got.

Sam and I were different. He had always been perfect in every aspect. I, on the other hand, was not. I was overweight and my acne made my appearance worse. I guess it runs in the girl’s side of the family, since mom was the same before she went to high school.

I knew that Sam cared about me, but I didn't want him to worry about me. He has a life and I didn't want to ruin it for him. I tried to hide some things from him, but he always ended up finding out. I never saw him smile when he was around me in school; he always seemed pissed. At home, I would calm him down and emphasized that I didn’t want him to intervene with my school life. He had always spoiled me; my wish was his command.

High school life was my comeback. I was pulled out of school early the second year in middle school to attend private training lessons in the mountains along with my brother.