I never new it was going to be this bad.I feel that I need to move. Move to a completely new school somewhere far away from this one. Just not at Adam high.Nobody here pays attention to me. I'm called names,like jerk to being a unstylish person. Just a out-casted rebel.
At lunch I sat in the back cover at a table no one else sat at. Only me. Food was being thrown at me all lunch period. Its happens so much that it really doesn't bother me any more. I tend to ignore it.
The end of the day has rolled around.I was standing outside. Sitting on a bench next to a popular group. Yet they hated me too. Of course they did. Everyone hates me.
The next day I found myself hated,and in the same spot. The back of the room. Also the back of the cafeteria. But someone was coming up to me. A possible friend, or maybe just another person that is gonna tell me me how bad I am. Either way it didn't really matter to me.
As this unexpected person walking up to me had to of been a hater. He walked up to me with a gentle smile on his face. No smile I would get from anyone else here in Adam high. He wasn't a bad person. He was someone wanting a friend. Like me. His name happened to be Bryan.
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The Out-caster
RandomLukas thought he never would have fitted into a group or even had a good style. Everyone hated him. Until he met a friend, Bryan
