"Walls close in on me as I trudge through the hall, teens staring at my appearance. I only had 5 minutes to get ready this morning, so I look a little strange."
"I hear everyone whispering around me."
~Oh my god! What is she wearing! Did she sleep in a dumpster?~
"I just try to ignore all of the comments. I get them everyday anyway, so by now you would probably think I'm used to it, but that's just it. I'm not used to it. People staring at me in the halls and laughing at how I dress or look, I just can't get used to it. Everyone always tells me to just ignore it, but sometimes you can't help but ask yourself if you should change to fit in."
"No one really understands me anymore. I just wish my best friend was still here with me. Abby was always strong, and she would stand up for me when times got really hard. Now that she's gone, there's no one else to talk to about this stuff. My parents don't understand how bad it gets at my school sometimes. They always say that I just want the attention, but that's not true. I just wish there was someone I could talk to again."
"I hear the halls fill with laughter, and I realize that I fell, and they're all laughing at me. I then realize that Katelynn, the mean girl at my school, pushed me to the ground. How did I not feel that? I suddenly feel a pain in my right arm. I get up and run to the nurses office. She isn't in there, as usual, so I call my mom and ask if she can pick me up, and take me to the doctors. My mom just tells me that it's just a bruise, and I need to stop trying to get so much attention. I feel like I want to scream. I want to yell at my mom for not caring, yell at everyone in the hall that was laughing. But I don't, I just walk to my final class of the day, English. I'm in enriched, but I'm behind everyone in my class. My teacher, Mrs. Privitt, always tells me to keep working harder, and I will be able to get don't as fast as everyone else, but I'm always to distracted. I sit right next to my crush, James, but he never notices me. No one notices me, but why?"
~I'm not going to be able to come to your viola performance tonight. I have a really important meeting after work. Good luck! Mom~
"I can't believe my mom is to busy to come watch me on one of the biggest nights of my life. Well I guess I'm used to that. None of my family ever comes to watch me, but I really don't care anymore."
~The bell rings~
"I'm finally free to go home now, but I have to come back at 6:00 for the concert. Sometimes I wish I could make time stop, and just enjoy myself without any distractions."
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Every Witch Way
Teen Fiction16-year old Noel finds herself lost in high school after the recent death of her best friend, Abby. Can she find her true voice and overcome all of the drama around her? Find out in Every Witch Way!!!