Does age really matter?

Chapter 3: At Least I Tried

I walked into the classroom and it looked the same green tile floor, gray lockers some social studies posters, an American flag, whiteboard, SmartBoard, iMac computers, and markers and crayons on a cart. The desk are in a different arrangement but that was the only difference about the appearance of the room. Like I said "it looks the same", I didn't feel the same. I felt I didn't belong and I could feel the hatred in their air.I pulled Mrs.Trent to the side and told her about the notes to everyone. She thought it was a good idea. She told everyone to stay next to the board. She then handed me the new seating arrangement. I put a note on every seat. Then, Mrs. Trent told me to tell where everyone sat.

When they started to read the notes I felt nervous. Some people said it was okay. They for gave me, but those was the people that didn't say anything about me. There were only three people. Some just threw it away and left but then chaos started to happen. They started throwing them back at me. Some even got them out of the garbage just to get a free shot at my face at hitting me in the face without getting in trouble. I fell down to the floor and started to cry. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder I look up and see Natasha the girl on the bus.
Me: "Hi, what do you want?"
Natasha:"Are you okay?"
Me:"No, I'm not ok. I'm alone, no one likes me and I'm a big humiliation."
Natasha:" Your not alone, I'm here. you are not a big humiliation."
Everyone laughs at the fact that Natasha is talking to me. I figured Natasha would leave me but she said:
Natasha:" Everyone stop right now,you are bulling her and she never did anything wrong to make you guys do what you do. So stop." From what she said I felt a little relief.
Natasha:" you okay. Will you be my friend I don't have any. You are cool."
Me:" I would love that and BFFs forever."
From their on me and Natasha were BFFs. Natasha being my friend was not enough to make everything go away. I kept thinking of what everyone said, the words was filling my mind, depression, sadness, the urge to scream, and urge to cry came to me all at once. I couldn't take it anymore, then I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I turned around slowly and saw someone I couldn't believe,a potential someone who could save me and reason to live. It was..........